Killian (The Sons of Dusty Walker Book 3) by Desiree Holt Read Free Book Online Page A

inhaled, and her jasmine scent filled his senses.
    “I’m still in the middle of a late-morning rush,” she told him, smiling, “and lunch rush is coming in. I didn’t want to leave you without your coffee, though.”
    Her smile lit up every one of his nerve endings and sent heat cascading through him. Jesus! If he got this way from looking at her in a roomful of people, what was he going to do when they were alone again?
    “Listen.” He took a sip of the smooth liquid in the mug. “Why don’t I get my stuff to go, and I’ll see you later.”
    She raised her eyebrows. “Later?”
    “For dinner?” He held his breath, waiting for her answer.
    Her easy smile unknotted his muscles. “Sure. Same time?”
    “Yes, if that works for you. And, Lexie? I’d like to take you someplace really nice, if there’s one where we won’t be caught up in everyone’s radar.”
    “I think I have just the place,” she told him. “It’s a little more expensive than The Roadhouse.”
    “No problem. Any place you’d like to go is fine with me.”
    “Okay.” She brushed a stand of hair back from her face. “Let me box up your pastries for you.”
    He noticed the crowd gathering at her counter again. “I can wait.”
    “Oh, no. This won’t stop for at least another half hour. Let me get your stuff.” She gave him a tiny wink. “On the house.”
    “I can’t—”
    “My pleasure. Don’t argue with the owner.” She was back in seconds with two small boxes in a plastic bag with the Heart Starter logo on it. “Enjoy. I’ll be ready at seven.”
    Then he was back on the street, slightly dazed, the little bag in his hand. When he glanced at his watch, he realized it was barely noon. Seven hours until he could see her again. How would he ever last?
     
    *****
     
    Lexie had changed her clothes five times by the time the clock showed almost straight up seven.
    You’d think I’d never been on a date before.
    But all her tingly girl parts as well as the functioning portion of her brain kept sending her messages this was more than just a date. Killian Walker had blown into her life by an accident of fate. She’d probably never see him again when this week was over. There was no guarantee he—or any of the brothers—would hang around little Red Creek when their time was up. They all had places in the larger universe, and she was pretty sure they’d go back to them. Oh, wait. She’d heard a rumor that Dylan, the first to stay the week in Red Creek, might be hanging around.
    In any event, it had nothing to do with Killian. He’d probably be on a fast plane back to his real life after this. She’d never met a man quite like him, all quiet, solid strength, intense masculinity, and sex appeal off the charts. She’d laid awake a long time last night, thinking about their kiss and wondering what it would feel like to be naked against him, lying close to his equally naked body. What his hands might feel like roaming over her, teasing all her erogenous zones. How his mouth would feel on her, placing those kisses on her breasts and her—
    Heat flushed over the entire surface of her skin. The pulse low in her pussy that had leaped to life last night with their kiss hadn’t abated one bit. Nor had the tingling in her breasts or the ache in her nipples. Or the yearning to feel his hard length inside her. Normally, she had much better control of herself. But, normally, she didn’t have a man as hot and sexy as Killian walk into her life. Or one who touched her soul and her heart as well as her body.
    And, in his eyes, she saw signs of a similar reaction, irises that darkened with heat, hunger, and desire. He might be leaving, but he’d take the memory of her with him. She was determined. So, tonight she would be more daring than she’d ever been in her life. Do something completely out of character. If she only had one week with him, she intended to make the most of it. Starting with inviting him into her apartment when he took