Race to Destiny 4 by Jana Leigh Read Free Book Online Page B

make the first move.  Mia reached up and cupped his cheek slowly.  He turned his head and kissed her palm.  She felt tingles run down her arm then further through her body.
    She began to feel bold as she slowly slid her hand into his hair, weaving her fingers into his long, blonde locks.  She tugged slightly and saw the happiness shine in his eyes as he seemed to know that was as far as she could go.  He leaned down and took her mouth in a kiss of tenderness and caring.  He moved slowly, thoroughly seeming to enjoy being able to kiss her.  Then he touched her lips with his tongue and she immediately opened to him.  The kiss was different from that of Striker's, yet no less potent.  Eric took her softly where Striker was bolder.
    As Eric pulled back slowly, he looked into her eyes and then kissed her again while keeping eye contact, saying, "That was just as I knew it would be.  Thank you."
    Mia smiled, somehow feeling happiness spread inside her at their praise and thankfulness that she had let them kiss her.  She realized it was their first true kiss and she knew she didn't want it to be the last.  That thought shocked her as she lay there between these two potent men.  She had to get up and move before she had another attack, which she could feel coming on.
    She did n't want to ruin the moment they had just shared, so she sat up and scooted to the bottom of the bed.  She stood and calmly walked to the door of the bathroom, she didn't want to show her fear was coming back by running.  Once she had entered the bathroom and closed the door, she let the feelings wash over her as she leaned against the door.  She let a small smile come through as she fanned herself, damn those men were hot.
    When the bathroom door closed, both men got up and began to get dressed.  "I can't believe how far she has come ,” Eric said to Striker.
    "She is doing much better than I thought she would at this point ,” Striker answered.
    Eric nodded.  "I think we just need to slowly chip away at the wall and soon it will come crumbling down."
    "I agree.  We just need to make sure we don't scare her into regression,” Striker said with a grimace.  "Which will more than likely happen against our wishes."
    "Yeah ,” Eric said dejectedly.  "I guess we need to prepare for that."
    Striker nodded.  "I am going to go check email one more time and then we need to head out.  We have to put some miles behind us today."
    "Okay.  I am going to make sure everything is packed up and that Mia gets ready,” Eric answered as he finished getting dressed.
    Mia quickly showered and then realized she had no clean clothes with her in the bathroom.  She rolled her eyes at her stupidity but had to quickly forgive herself due to the lack of oxygen to the brain from the kisses she had received.  Once again, she wrapped a large bath towel around her body and then opened the door to the bedroom.  She quickly glanced around and saw no one was there.  Just as she stepped out and was debating on whether to call out or not, she saw a pile of clothes laid out on the bed.  She smiled at their thoughtfulness and began to dress.
    Eric had joined Striker in the living area and had ordered breakfast for all of them.  It had just arrived when Mia stepped out from the bedroom, dressed and ready to go.
    "You look very nice in those clothes.  Are you hungry?” Eric complimented her.
    Mia blushed when she saw that she had both men's attention.  "Thank you, for the compliment and the clothes.  And yes, I am hungry."
    "Good.  I ordered a little bit of everything.  Come, sit,” Eric told her.
    When Mia made a move to join Eric at the small dining table, Striker stood to go to the table as well.  Mia smiled shyly, looking from Striker to Eric as if weighing their thoughts.  Striker decided to make the first move and walked over to her, holding his arm out as if to escort her to the table.  She hesitated for a moment and then hooked her arm through his.