Skin Deep (Wounded Hero Series) by J B Younger Read Free Book Online

was mad; Dillon thought to himself it would be worth making her mad just to see how sexy she was.
    “That man you saw is not what you need. You need a man who can love you the way you deserve to be loved, a man who will take you to his bed and worship you  from your head to your toes, a man who will make love to you all night long and then again first thing in the early morning hours. I have a dark side Cam, I am not always gentle, and I like to dominate my lovers. Can you really tell me that’s what you want? Because it’s not what I want for you.”
    Dillon’s harsh words should not have turned her on, but they did and she only imagined one man doing those things to her. She knew Dillon once he made his mind up he’d never changed it. He had always been a man of his word; she admired that about him. She would have to use a different tactic. It was obvious the straightforward approach was not going to work. “Okay, that’s fair enough; can you at least stop avoiding me?” Dillon smiled that sexy smile that made his green eyes sparkle as he reached out and touched her face; she leaned into the caress.” Yeah I can do that he said as he dropped his hand. That was too easy and he knew Cam she didn’t give up that easy if it was something that she really wanted. Dillon looked down at his watch. “You have a two o’clock appointment at the hospital to take your stitches out; Trace will be driving in with us.” Camille smiled up at him, that smile had his whole body tensing as she turned and walked out of his office. He watched the sway of her hips as she walked away and he cursed under his breath. That little minx was going to be the death of him, but what a way to go.
     
    The ride into town still had Camille smiling to herself. Trace had flirted shamelessly with her the whole way and Dillon wanted to hit something. Dillon had given Trace dirty looks every time Trace suggested that he and Camille go out sometimes, she and Trace were the same age it made sense, except the only man she wanted was Dillon. The thought of Dillon being jealous made her smile, she had never seen him so tense and if they didn’t get to the hospital soon Dillon was going to grind his back teeth to dust.
    Once at the hospital Camille and Dillon took the elevator while Trace took the stairwell. Butch sent Dillon the floor plan of the hospital the night before. He knew where every exit was and which exit would be the quickest if they needed to get out fast. Camille looked around the waiting room. “Where is Trace?” She pretended not to notice the look Dillon gave her.
    He is doing his job he said sounding more annoyed than he wanted to. He had to get his head together, he was jealous and he had to figure out how to wrap his head around that realization. He never got jealous over a woman. Nevertheless, he wanted to put his fist in Trace’s face even though he knew Trace was just being himself. Before he could stop himself, he heard himself asking the question. “Are you going to go out with Trace?” Camille smiled to herself she was enjoying toying with Dillon. “I don’t know he is very cute, what do you think?” Her question had not come as a surprise she had asked his advice before; he always gave the male point of view. He was always honest and straightforward; he never told her what he thought she wanted to hear. Now she wondered if he would tell her the truth. “Trace is only after one thing from any female, sex.” Camille tried hard to keep a straight face. “Well in that case he is definitely my guy.” She watched as all the color drained out of Dillon’s face, she was not sure what reaction she was looking for, but his silence told her everything. He was jealous and that thought gave her hope.
    Dillon sat there trying to wrap his head around Camille’s comment; he hated the thought of any man touching her. He hoped they found her attacker quickly or he would lose his mind from the raging hard on he always seemed to have