Savor the Danger by Lori Foster Read Free Book Online

suppose you know every woman who lives near enough to drop in?”
    â€œDidn’t say that.” But, like any other red-blooded male, he’d noted the more attractive ladies. “Hell, if any of my neighbors were good-looking, and if I wasn’t expending all my energy chasing you, I still wouldn’t go that route.”
    Dare nodded. “Too close for comfort.”
    â€œExactly.”
    Alani frowned. “I don’t understand.”
    â€œComplications,” Trace explained as he paced.
    Suspicion narrowed her eyes. “What kind of complications?”
    â€œThe kind where, after the sex is done and the interest gone, you’re stuck with an annoyed woman in close proximity to where you live.”
    Slowly, taut with judgment, Alani swiveled around with a dark frown aimed at Jackson.
    He said, “Uh…” Trace wasn’t wrong, but he didn’t have to spell it out to her like that.
    â€œDoesn’t matter now.” Trace saved him by slashinghis hand through the air. “Does she sound like anyone you’ve been with?”
    Jackson shook his head. “Nope.”
    To Alani, Trace asked, “Did you speak to her?”
    â€œWell…yes.” With renewed annoyance, Alani glared at Jackson again. “She answered your door for you.”
    Jackson’s brows shot up. “Where the hell was I?”
    â€œOn the couch.” She poked him in the chest. “You were all lounged back, comfortable, your feet up on the coffee table. I was ready to leave since you appeared otherwise involved, but then you got up when you saw it was me at the door, and the woman said she had to go anyway, and…”
    â€œJesus, Alani.”
    â€œDon’t use that tone with me.” She turned her cannon on her brother again. “Did Jackson do anything you haven’t done?”
    â€œHe was with another woman!”
    She started to bolt off Jackson’s lap, but when he held on to her hips, she subsided, too anxious to fight her brother to quibble over her position. “So? We didn’t have any kind of understanding—”
    â€œWe do now,” Jackson announced, just in case she’d missed that important fact.
    â€œâ€”and he said he was thrilled to see me.”
    Whoa. On a gut level, Jackson rejected that wording. “Thrilled?” Sure, he might have been thrilled, but would he really have been that obvious?
    Dare grinned, shook his head and repeated, “Thrilled,” with clear mockery.
    â€œAnd that’s all it took?” Trace asked.
    She strangled on a deep inhale. “Are you calling me easy?”
    â€œNo!” Now Trace looked appalled. “Don’t put words in my mouth.”
    â€œJackson’s sincerity was enough for me to stay. And then…well…”
    They all waited.
    â€œOh, forget it!” And this time she got away from Jackson. “It happened, okay? Get over it so we can concentrate on the fact that he was drugged. ”
    â€œNo one is forgetting that, hon.”
    She glared at Dare. “We need to know who she is.”
    â€œAnd if she worked alone,” Jackson said.
    â€œDoesn’t seem likely.” Silently fuming, Trace stepped up close to frown down at Alani. “What about your financier?”
    Oh, hell. Jackson had forgotten all about Marc Tobin. Sitting forward, he stated, “That’s over.” Or at least it better be.
    At the same time, Alani said, “I broke things off with him.”
    Tension washed out of Jackson’s shoulders, leaving him with a certain sort of contentment. The persistent throbbing in his temples faded.
    Trace looked from Alani to Jackson and back again. “Since when?”
    â€œA little more than a week ago.”
    A whole week? And she hadn’t come to him right away? Damn, had she been grieving over the breakup?
    â€œDid you give him a reason?” Dare wanted to know.
    â€œNone of your