Intercepted by Love: Part 2 (Playing the Field #2)

Intercepted by Love: Part 2 (Playing the Field #2) by Rachelle Ayala Read Free Book Online

Book: Intercepted by Love: Part 2 (Playing the Field #2) by Rachelle Ayala Read Free Book Online
Authors: Rachelle Ayala
windows, and she was drawn to the sunken living room made up almost entirely of sectionals. The view was breathtaking as sunlight reflected off the distant mirrored office buildings.
    She felt rather than saw Cade when he moved in behind her. Closing her eyes, she expected him to touch her, to say something, but after a moment of silence, she turned his direction.
    He was staring out the window. His sharp nose and high cheekbones gave him a noble look, like an ancient warrior, a mighty man who fought alongside kings and princes. Someone like Ittai, a Philistine prince who came to David’s aid when his own son Absalom had stolen the kingdom from him.
    Of course, Cade’s hair was way too short for a Philistine warrior, but he still had the hawk-like profile and proud demeanor of a prince.
    They sat side by side, not speaking, but together while the sun slid further down the western sky, golden with orange and purple hues.
    Wordlessly, Andie slipped her hand into Cade’s. Even though she’d draw up the rules of engagement between them, she didn’t want to take in her first Californian sunset alone.
    Cade’s Adam’s apple undulated as he swallowed, and he held her hand steady, drawing her closer.
    Their moment was disturbed by the doorbell. Cade backed away, and she let go of his hand. Hugging herself tightly, she took deep, long breaths. No matter how much she was attracted to Cade, she deserved better. She wasn’t going to trade sex for a room in a house with this awesome view. Besides, who knew how many other women had been in this exact same spot while the sun set over Hollywood?
    Cade returned with the takeout in plastic bags.
    “Shall we eat here and watch the sunset or in the formal dining room?” His voice was guarded and tight, and his shoulders were hunched, almost like a child caught with his hands in the cookie jar.
    Andie snorted at the thought of having his fingers high up inside her “cookie jar.”
    “What’s so funny?” Cade skewered her with a sidelong glance. “I thought you were pissed at me.”
    “I might be, but I was thinking about a cookie jar.” The giggles rolled from her throat. “Never mind, weird sense of humor.”
    “O-okay … Let me set the food out. I hope you like filet mignon and prawn kebobs. Got you a fancy salad too, arugula with goat cheese, sugared hazelnuts, and beets. Dessert’s a surprise.” He pulled the plastic containers from the bag. “I’ll be back with the plates and silverware. And wine, did you want a glass of Bordeaux?”
    He was definitely confusing. What happened to the angry man who’d stormed out of her room? Andie watched the sunset glimmer off the downtown buildings as the lights below twinkled to life.
    Cade was back, followed by Red and Gollie. The dogs bounded down into the sunken living room and sniffed the food. Both tails flung side by side in a frenzy, and their tongues lolled and salivated at the scrumptious scent of beef.
    “This is cruel and unusual punishment for you two cuties.” She hugged and petted both dogs. “You two are best buddies already. You’re so lucky.”
    “Lucky? I didn’t get steak for them,” Cade said. “Come on, you two. It’s the backyard for you.”
    The awkwardness returned with Cade after he let the dogs out. Silently, he set the food on the plates and lit several candles. They sat on the floor in front of the coffee table, and Andie bowed her head to pray, only because she couldn’t bear to meet Cade’s eyes.
    “Let’s enjoy the dinner before we talk,” Cade said, passing her the salad.

Chapter Seven
    T he mixed berry sponge cake was a hit with Andie. Cade looked on mesmerized as she licked and moaned at the Chantilly cream-filled base, topped with organic blackberries, blueberries, raspberries, red currants and strawberries.
    Every flicker and swirl of her tongue spoke straight to his cock, and sitting cross-legged on the floor was getting mighty awkward. She was making love to the cake, her eyes

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