Inevitable by Angela Graham Read Free Book Online Page B

appeared at some point and was standing behind him. Her chest pressed against his back and her eyes screamed at me to get lost, ‘he’s mine.’
    Pulling myself out of my thoughts, I recognized her from around town, Katie. She was a grade above me in high school, I remembered her as one of the annoyingly popular girls.
    “It’s not a problem, sweetheart. Did you need something?” He seemed oblivious to the woman rubbing her hands up and down his forearms, kissing the back of his neck. He raised his shoulder where her lips lingered, forcing her face away.
    She frowned looking both embarrassed and annoyed.
    His gaze never strayed from mine but his usual smirk slowly crept over his luscious lips. No, not luscious!
    “Hmm?” I asked. All I could see was the perfect stubble surrounding his chiseled jaw and plump, kissable lips. Think, Cassandra, think.
    Why was this so hard? I never had this reaction to a man before.
    I shook my head again. “Right, I made these for you and Oliver.” Finally, something that pulled me back to reality, Oliver. His son. The son that needed me to stay off—no—away from his father.
    My arms had been like dead weights working against me, but suddenly I began finding my way out of the lust-fueled fog. I held out the basket for him to take it, but his face marred with confusion.
    He glanced down at the basket and then back up at me. Was he debating on whether he wanted them? I spent so much time making sure they not only tasted perfect but also creating a brilliant presentation. I at least wanted Oliver to have them.
    Worry was settling in my gut. Why did I come here? What was I thinking? Suddenly his expression softened, a smile pulling at his lips. It was unlike any of the smirks I’ve seen on him before or even the grins he gave during our disastrous jog.
    This smile was warm, genuine and matched his eyes, equally soft. With bated breath, I stood there, practically swooning over him.
    Damn it.
    “Thank you. Oliver went to visit his cousin for the night, but I’m sure he’ll enjoy one when he returns.”
    I smiled, thankful for him stowing away his cocky attitude.
    “Ooh, those look good!” Katie grabbed the basket from Logan, planting an exaggerated kiss on his cheek in the process, and disappeared inside the house.
    I fought back the urge to race past him and tackle her to the ground screaming, not yours, slut! Instead, I did what I always do when faced with frustration; I gave a polite tight-lipped smile and turned to leave.
    A part of me wanted him to say wait. Not the logical part of my brain. There was nothing left to say and even if there was he was definitely off limits and I was strong enough to resist. Right?
    But after that sweet smile it didn’t matter what he had to say, I only wanted another excuse to stare a second longer. That’s all I needed. One more second to capture his essence, and lock it away for my dreams.
    I hated that I felt like an irresponsible girl, but a man that good looking was a crime against women. How could anyone expect us to keep our hands to ourselves around that , especially when you added in his charm and devilish smirk?
    “Cassandra.”
    I stopped, my stomach flipped violently and my ears smoldered. Did he really just say my name? He wanted me to stop, why?
    No, no, no! Everything inside of me screamed to stay strong and keep walking. Pretend you didn’t hear him. Run away! He is a player, a womanizer, a flat-out man whore according to his own sister.
    Instead of doing the smart thing for once in my life, I listened to my body. To those urges kept dormant since my breakup with Mark over a year ago.
    “Yeah?” I asked tentatively, turning back just enough to see him.
    “Would you like to join us, sweetheart?” His lips pulled up, spreading into a wide grin. His eyes glistened under the porch light filled with something dark and primal.
    Eww! No thank you!
    Julia was right. Complete player. What the hell was I thinking?
    The smug look on