Rock with You (Risking It All) by Rachel Lacey Read Free Book Online Page B

completely entangled and laughing like crazy. When Carly hit the mat, Sam crowed his victory. She went into the kitchen for a glass of water while he put Twister away and pulled out a deck of cards.
    They played until their eyes hurt from squinting at cards by firelight. Sometime past midnight, Sam put the games back on the shelf. Carly was tired and still a little tipsy. Her cheeks ached from laughing so much. She followed Sam into the kitchen to get her cell phone while he rummaged in the pantry for a midnight snack. She’d used his portable charger earlier so that she could check the local news and weather reports.
    “Temperatures are supposed to rise tomorrow,” she said, leaning against the countertop.
    He nodded. “Might thaw enough to get you out of here.”
    “It should,” she said, looking at the forecast on her phone. “Might be days yet before we get power back, though. Sounds like most of the town is without.”
    Sam shook his head with a smile, leading the way back to the living room with a box of cookies in his hand. “This kind of shit doesn’t happen where I’m from.”
    “Where are you from?”
    “Grew up in Birmingham.”
    Ah, so that explained the Southern twang in his voice. “Does your family still live there?”
    “Bought my parents a place in California a few years back. Still have extended family in Alabama, but I don’t get out there too much.”
    “It’s nice that you have your parents nearby.” She sat in front of the fire.
    “Yeah.” They stared at each other for a few beats of heavy silence.
    She wrapped her arms around her knees and hugged herself. She’d be able to go home tomorrow. Sam was flying back to LA. He’d be recording a duet with Tina Torrey. She was gorgeous and sexy and sophisticated in all kind of ways Carly wasn’t. That was his real life. This was hers. “So when I leave here tomorrow, it’s good-bye,” she said.
    He tilted his head. “What?”
    “Nothing ever would have happened between us if I hadn’t gotten stranded here. I’d have dropped off your pastries, and we never would have seen each other again.” And she had no business feeling emotional about this, but try telling that to her heart.
    “Not true.” He sat and tugged her into his lap. “I thought about you all damn day after I left your shop. Why do you think I asked you to deliver all that stuff yesterday?”
    She looked away because the intensity in his blue eyes was stirring up all kinds of warm, mushy things inside her. “We live in different worlds.”
    “We live on opposite sides of the country, yeah. But don’t spin some bullshit about ‘different worlds,’ Carly. If you owned a bakery in California and I’d met you there, this…” He yanked her forward so that her hips met his, his erection pressing into her. “It still would have happened, and it would have lasted a hell of a lot longer than two days.”
    She wanted to believe that, really wanted to believe it. But what difference did it make? Once the ice melted, he was flying back to California, and they’d never see each other again. “Tonight,” she whispered. “I’m yours tonight.”
    “No, baby.” His voice rumbled through her, low and sexy. “Tonight, I’m all yours.”
    He kissed her, hot and fierce, his mouth devouring hers with a new kind of urgency. The knowledge that this was their last night together had set them on fire.
    “Crazy beautiful,” he murmured against her neck. “That’s what you are.”
    Her heart somersaulted in her chest. He’d sung those lyrics to her earlier while he played the guitar. It was one of the new songs he’d written, and she absolutely loved it. Would she hear it on the radio someday? Would he be singing about her then, or would she just be a distant memory?

Chapter Six
    B y lunchtime the next day, the ice was melting. It rained down on the house, splashing and splattering from the tree branches above. With a whir, the power snapped on in the house. Lights