Roadside Service by Jo Matthews, B. L. Wilde Read Free Book Online

time. I forgot to do two oil changes at work today because I was daydreaming about you.”
    “What were you thinking about?” I purred, moving to undo his jeans.
    “I think you already know,” he snorted, running his hands under my dress to cup my ass. “You don’t want to talk about today first?”
    “What’s there to really talk about?” I frowned, moving to get a condom from the bedside table.
    “I don’t want to cause friction between you and your agent.”
    “You’re not.”
    “I think I am,” he sighed, sitting up. I slid off him, confused with what was happening. “Violet, what are you even doing wasting your time with someone like me?”
    “I love spending time with you. You know that.”
    “You’re going to leave such a hole when you leave. How am I ever going to find someone better than you?”
    “I’m not as amazing as you think I am. I can have really bad mood swings, I’m never in one place for very long, and you’ll have your every step criticized by the press just because of your relationship with me.”
    “You have no idea how amazing you are, do you? Even though the whole world is captivated by your beauty, you can’t see it.”
    “It’s hard to love yourself when so many people are judging you. I never wanted to be this famous.”
    “I would never judge you,” Blake muttered, running his hands through my hair. “These last few weeks—Violet, I’ve never felt so alive.”
    “I feel the same way, Blake,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck as he pulled me closer.
    I could feel the atmosphere change around us as he drew his lips toward mine. I knew what was passing between us, but was too afraid to listen.
    “Make love to me, Blake,” I murmured against his mouth.
    “You know you don’t have to ask,” he groaned, pulling on my clothes while I began to work him out of his.
    Each touch was like a trigger straight to my heart. How much longer could I deny my feelings for him?

    Two weeks. I never knew that was all the time you needed to fall for someone, but I couldn’t mistake the crushing fear of having to leave Nebraska tomorrow—of having to leave Blake—for anything else. I was due in Paris next week for Fashion Week, and then I would finally get to spend a few months at home, which was New York for me.
    The problem was figuring out how Blake would fit into the chaos that was my life. In those last two weeks, I had learned so much about him. He was the most amazing, selfless person I’d ever met, but I also knew he would never leave his life here in Nebraska to follow me around the world. I wouldn’t ask him to, either.
    I knew that only left one choice, which was to say goodbye. How could it work? My fame, this life—Blake would suffocate in it. He was too good for that, but I couldn’t walk away from my career, either. I was tied to Pure Desire for the next five years because of the contract I had signed. Not to mention the other brands I was a spokesperson for. Our situation was beyond hopeless.
    “You’re really quiet tonight,” Blake observed, leaning against the back of his chair in the hotel restaurant.
    “I go to Paris tomorrow.” I smiled weakly, looking down at my food.
    “Violet, I…” Blake stopped, searching my eyes when I finally looked up at him.
    “What is it?” I questioned, silently praying he would admit to having feelings for me.
    “It doesn’t matter,” he sighed, slumping back in his chair. “It’s been an amazing two weeks.”
    “It was the best.” You are the best, Blake. Why can’t you see that?
    “Yeah, it really was,” he smirked, licking his lips. I was going to combust any second if he continued on the way he was. “Is that what this meal was all about?”
    “No, I just wanted us to have a date.”
    “Okay…” Blake chuckled, “but when you think about what we’ve been doing these last few weeks, a date is kind of pointless, don’t you think?”
    “Okay, it’s more of a thank you,” I sighed.