More Than Words: Kissed By A Muse #3 by S.K Munt Read Free Book Online Page A

New Zealand- complete with bungee jumping in Christchurch... off a bridge.’ She wriggled her eyebrows. ‘And I’m telling myself that it’s on her dollar.’
    Leigh giggled, not even slightly surprised to learn that Kathryn was as warm, witty and wicked in person as she came across on the page and didn’t seem even slightly pretentious, despite the fact that Leigh knew she was a millionaire. Leigh was so glad that she’d come to Canada in pursuit of this exact moment, because her watery, ear-to-ear grin felt too broad to ever be replicated again.
    But her smile faded when she realised that she hadn’t come to Canada hoping to meet Kathryn- she’d come hoping to meet Ryan and he was the one who needed to be talking to the author- not her. She glanced over her shoulder and saw him leaning against the counter and smiling a bemused smile at her, and Leigh’s heart tripped over a beat. She turned back to Kathryn and bit her lip.
    ‘Um… Miss Praser…?’
    Kathryn had been doing something on her phone but she raised her eyebrows and said: ‘Hmm?’
    ‘Thank you, for taking the time to talk with me. It means… more to me than you’ll ever know. Before I go, I’d love it if I could have your autograph and hopefully… if it’s not too much trouble... a picture?’
    Kathryn smiled warmly at Leigh. ‘Of course.’
    Leigh sighed. ‘Great. But before that… I need you to meet someone.’
    Kathryn put her phone down and frowned, picking up her coffee and cupping it with two hands. ‘You mean like… go visit a friend in the hospital or something?’ She hissed in a breath through her teeth and immediately looked uncomfortable. ‘Gee, I’m-’
    But Leigh shook her head. ‘No…’ she glanced over her shoulder and waved Ryan over, and he straightened and paled. She turned back to Kathryn and said. ‘I’m not sure if introductions are in order but…’ she slid out of her chair and grasped Ryan’s arms as he bumbled over with long, wary features. To Leigh’s surprise, she felt him trembling like a leaf in rain. ‘This is Ryan.’ She squeezed Ryan’s arm reassuringly, and then pushed him in front of her. ‘Ryan Weaver.’
    The coffee cup fell from Kathryn’s hands and shattered on the floor.
     
    Ryan
    The writer’s reaction to the introduction made Ryan want to bolt from the room like a scared bunny, but Leigh wrapped her other arm around his and squeezed harder, and he knew that he could get through anything with her at his side.
    ‘Kathryn!’ The blonde who had been in line ahead of him and on her blackberry since she’d ordered her cake, suddenly zipped into view with a fistful of napkins and bowed at the stunned woman’s feet, pressing the entire papery wad to the biggest part of the mess. ‘You didn’t burn yourself, did you?’
    Wide brown eyes locked on Ryan’s. ‘Unbelievable…’ the writer stepped around the clean side of the table and approached Ryan slowly and carefully, her eyes boring into him. ‘Absolutely unbelievable.’
    Ryan fell every cell inside him buzz painfully. This was the moment he’d been waiting for six months, and he could not believe it was at hand. When he’d first seen Leigh, and she’d reacted to him he way she had, Ryan had assumed that she’d recognised him, and that had shaken him pretty severely.
    But Leigh hadn’t known him, only bits about him and this was the woman who had put all of those bits out there for the world to read; private things. Erotic things. Hurtful, embarrassing things, and now she was standing in front of him and he didn’t know what to do or say.
    The writer turned to Leigh, shaking her head in disbelief. ‘Where did you find him?’
    Ryan let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding and on the floor, the blonde’s head snapped up to gape at the author, then glanced at him with swiftly bulging grey eyes.
    ‘Holy shit!’
    Whoa! Does she know me too?
    ‘At Niagara Falls- busking.’ Leigh swallowed. ‘Playing one of