Intimate Caresses (The Love and Danger Series) by Elizabeth Lennox Read Free Book Online Page B

placing herself in front of him.  She should have known that it wouldn’t work.  But she never could have known how it would backfire on her so completely. 
    He stopped, but only because he was amused by her attempt.  “You really think placing yourself between me and whatever is in that room is going to stop me from discovering what you’re hiding?” he asked, his voice deep and husky because from this angle, he had an enticing glimpse down her silk shirt and his mind was loving the peak of lace he could now see.  He loved a woman in lace underwear!  Hell, he loved a woman in any kind of underwear.  And he loved it even more when she was out of it!
    “You can’t go through my apartment without a warrant,” she gasped, her hands moving to brace herself on either side of the hallway. 
    He bent down slightly so he could see her in the dim light of her hallway.  “And you think you’re going to stop me?” he asked, his voice soft and silky.  He moved forward.  “You’re going to have to put your hands on me to slow me down,” he said.  “And I’m still not going to stop.”  To prove his point, he moved even closer, his chest once again coming into contact with her breasts.  He looked down, then back into her blue eyes.  “Come on, Nina.  You can do better than this to slow me down.”  When she still didn’t move, he put his hands on her waist, sliding up her rib cage, the silk of her blouse making it even easier.  “You’re not even trying.” 
    She was flustered by the idea of both stopping him from moving into her den area and by his hands that were so close, so painfully close to her breasts.  She held her breath, her eyes wide with both hope that he would move his hands higher, and fearful of the exact same possibility. 
    They stood there staring at each other for several long moments, neither one blinking, only Brock’s fingers moving ever so slightly. 
    “Don’t,” she whispered. 
    Brock wanted badly to pull her into his arms, to kiss her and taste those soft, tender looking lips.  He wanted to know her taste, to feel her slender figure in his arms.  His whole body was aching to do just that, but his mind was stopping him.  He wasn’t sure if it was because she was still considered a suspect, or if he wanted her to be more sure before they ventured into this area of their relationship.
    In the end, he dropped his hands down to her waist again but didn’t release her.  In fact, he lifted her up and turned, placing her on the other side of the hallway where he now had a clear path to her den and her secrets.
    But as soon as he stepped into the den area, her panic started to expand throughout her body.  This was a different panic than Brock touching her and blowing her mind all out of control. This was a full out panic from a painful past experience that she couldn’t control.
    “Please don’t touch that,” she almost screamed when Brock bent down and looked at her monitors.  Stepping closer, her eyes and body language pleaded with him.  “Please, everything there is very important and has nothing to do with your investigation, I promise.”
    Brock looked at her, then down at the monitor.  “You’re using Intellicent software,” he said, his eyes scanning the code on one monitor and comparing it to the code on a second screen, and there was yet another that showed date and time stamps.  “This is good software for configuration management,” he said, looking up at her. 
    Nina moved behind her desk, trying to stop his hands from touching her keyboard, wanting to hide everything he could see.  But he was too fast.  With a few clicks, the monitor flashed up for the previous evening’s manual and automatic save times, his eyes scanning the time stamps.  “Nina, this shows you were here last night, working on whatever this is.”
    “I know it does,” she said and pressed several more keys.  With that, all the screens went black and she moved in front of