She's My Kind of Girl by Jennifer Dawson Read Free Book Online

evening to be close to her.
    The rest of the group was also there: Mitch and Maddie; Harmony; James and Gracie; Sam; and the local sheriff, Charlie Radcliffe.
    And Darcy.
    Gorgeous, fuckable Darcy.
    She kicked back against the counter, and he had no choice but to let his gaze roam inappropriately all over her body.
    Tonight her hair was shiny and straight. She wore formfitting faded jeans and a black top that scooped low on her chest, tight against her body, showing off every curve.
    â€œHey Griff,” Gracie said, her voice amused.
    â€œHey,” Griffin said, but he didn’t take his gaze off Darcy.
    She rolled her eyes and huffed. “Stop staring at me.”
    Charlie chuckled and said in his low drawl with just a hint of Southern, “You are kind of giving off a creepy vibe.”
    Griff shrugged. “I didn’t expect to see you, Darce.”
    Darcy licked her glossy red lips. “I’m like a bad penny, I’ll keep showing up until you give my house back.”
    â€œThat’s not going to happen.” He spoke in his most reasonable tone.
    Irritation flashed across her features. “We’ll see!”
    Sam picked up a bottle of beer. “This should be real fun.” His words slow and amused.
    Maddie pointed to the fridge. “What can I get you to drink, Griff?”
    Shots. About six of them to dull his senses. Because right now, he couldn’t really think of anything but when he could get his mouth and hands on Darcy.
    And he needed to stop thinking about that.
    Because she didn’t live here. But even if she did, it wouldn’t matter.
    She was wild and he was reformed.
    She wanted to stop the project he’d been working on tirelessly for two years.
    She was never going to forgive him for taking her mom’s house.
    He was the mayor and had to be above reproach. She wrote a fucking sex blog.
    He blew out a long breath. The list was endless. And they all made perfect, logical sense.
    But then he looked at her mouth. Did her lips still taste as sweet? He had to at least kiss her. Just to appease his curiosity.
    â€œGriffin?” Maddie asked again, and he jerked out of his thoughts, realizing everyone looked at him with big goofy grins on their faces.
    Except for Darcy. Who scowled at him as though he were a bug she couldn’t wait to squash under those high-heeled boots of hers.
    He cleared his throat. “Whiskey, neat.”
    The Rileys always had whiskey.
    And he was going to need it if he wanted to make it through the night.
    A few seconds later a drink was pushed into his hand.
    Maddie clapped. “Pizza will be here soon, and now that everyone is here we can get this game started.”
    Gracie sidled up to her soon-to-be-husband, and he put his arm around her, brushing his lips across her temple. She beamed up at him. “Don’t let Maddie take all our money again.”
    Mitch grinned at his wife. “Pregnancy makes her bloodthirsty.”
    Maddie gave Gracie a little pout. “We need it for the baby.”
    Mitch laughed, and James and Gracie rolled their eyes in unison.
    At least the subject of the city project was off the table for the moment, although he didn’t have any delusions that it would stay dead for long.
    Everyone seemed to start talking at once, and Griffin took a sip of his whiskey, his eyes meeting Darcy’s over the rim of the glass.
    He slowly lowered the drink and swallowed, his gaze roaming all over her face. He wanted her more than he’d wanted anyone for a long time.
    Before she came back to town he’d been sure he’d put her behind him. He’d blocked out the night she’d left town and him without even a backward glance. Up until she’d shown up he’d believed he was completely over her.
    He wasn’t. He needed to taste her again.
    She met his gaze, cool and steady, her lips curving into a smirk. One dark brow rose.
    She didn’t fool him. No matter how composed she