Moving Target by Cheyenne McCray Read Free Book Online

on top of the bedspread. He wore a T-shirt that matched hers and a pair of jogging shorts, and one of his arms was resting across his eyes. She shook her head and went to the closet to hang up the blouse and slacks. She'd just have to iron out the wrinkles in the morning.
    Before turning off the light beside the bed she had to study him. He was even better looking than she'd remembered. All those muscles, sinewy forearms, and carved biceps. She was so in lust.
    And so in love .
    "Nope, nope, nope," she mumbled to herself. "Not happening, not happening, not happening ."
    She turned off the switch and slipped under the sheets on her side of the bed.
    Oh, the sheets felt so good against her skin and the soft pillow . . .
    Ani woke to the sensation of being cocooned. Like she was enveloped in a big bear hug.
    She blinked to see it was morning, that she was in a hotel room, and Daniel's arm was draped around her waist, his thigh over hers. He was still on top of the covers and she was beneath them, but she was now spooned up against him, her back to his chest. She felt completely and totally safe . . . and loved.
    And good Lord, but the man had an early-morning erection that nearly made her moan out loud. She wasn't wearing any panties and the sensation of being naked beneath that shirt made her feel naughty, sexy, and she felt moisture in between her thighs. Nothing but a bedspread separated them now.
    To have him inside her . . .
    Ani closed her eyes for a moment and pretended that she could wake up every morning like this. With Daniel up against her back and surrounding her with his big body. And then he'd make love to her . . .
    "You smell like almonds and woman." His voice was sleep roughened and she groaned when he nuzzled her hair. "So good."
    He gave a low rumble and pressed his erection tighter against her back, rocking his hips as if he were taking her.
    Butterflies flitted in her belly and she ached even more between her thighs. She couldn't hold back a whimper.
    Could they?
    "Christ!" He drew away from her so suddenly it startled her. "Honey, I'm sorry," he said when she rolled over to look at him and met his coffee-brown eyes. He was already on his feet on the other side of the bed. He ran his fingers through his rumpled brown hair. "I didn't mean—damn."
    She didn't know what to say, so she just studied him. What was going through his head?

    "I want—I can't— damn ." He grabbed his duffel bag and strode to the bathroom. "I've got to take a shower," he said, and mumbled under his breath, "A freezing cold one."
    Ani didn't think he'd intended for her to hear that last part. If what had just happened meant anything, he had the same intense attraction that she felt for him, or at least partly.
    She shouldn't even be going down that path. The main reason being he was a federal agent assigned to protect her, not sleep with her. What she wanted—even if he wanted the same thing—just couldn't happen.
    A long, shuddering sigh rose up in her chest. She shouldn't be thinking this way, but she couldn't help it. She wanted Daniel more than she'd wanted anything in her life.

CHAPTER FOUR
    Daniel came out of the bathroom with a distracted expression. Ani barely held back a groan of appreciation at how delicious he looked. He was wearing Wranglers, a plain black T-shirt, and blue overshirt. His hair was damp from his shower and his eyes filled with concern.
    "Listen, Ani?" He braced one hand against the doorframe to the bathroom and glanced down at his booted feet. He raised his head and his gaze met hers. "I'm sorry about this morning. I don't know how it happened."
    "Don't worry about it." Ani's lips trembled as she smiled. She was sitting on the side of the bed and she gripped the sheets in her fists. "It's okay, really."
    He raked his hand through his wet hair. "No, it's not okay. I'll need to get another Inspector assigned to your case as soon as possible."
    Panic rose like a geyser in her chest. She pushed herself from