SOAR (The Indigo Lounge Series Book 4) by Zara Cox Read Free Book Online

reached her
legs, she imagined that his nostrils flared, but she could’ve been deluding
herself. His eyes gave nothing away when they reconnected with hers.
    “Come
out, Leia. Now.”
    Heart
hammering, she swallowed. “I…okay.”
    “Oh,
and Leia?”
    “Yes?”
    “Leave
your lapdog behind. I didn’t come inside specifically because I don’t trust
myself to be within decking distance without flattening him. If you bring him
outside, all bets are off. Are we clear?” The question was soft but filled with
a menace that made her shiver.
    “Yes,
Noah.”

 
 
 
 
    FIVE

 
 
    Noah
watched her walk out of the restaurant. The relief he’d felt when he heard her
voice after a day and a half of trying to reach her, drowned him all over
again. He barely controlled himself from grabbing her and demanding answers. He
kept his cool until she stopped several feet away from him.
    “Hi,”
she said.
    Hi. Like they were casual
acquaintances. Like he hadn’t spent four solid days last week branding himself
on her. Like he hadn’t spent Friday night turning her ass red and her tight
little cunt sore enough to make him wonder if she’d ever walk straight again.
    Yeah,
he’d done all of that. And she’d still walked away from him. To her, he may
well be the most casual of acquaintances. The rock-hard stone, which he hadn’t
managed to shift from his gut since Saturday morning, grew spikes and churned
harder into him as he stared at her.
    A
part of his brain registered that this was the first time he was seeing her
without some form of leather on her body. But she didn’t look any less
incredible in the tight green dress that displayed her stunning legs.
    She
fidgeted under his stare. He hid a grim smile. Now that he knew she hadn’t been
avoiding his calls, that she was safe and not in the clutches of her psycho
stepfather, he could take his time to deliver the news he’d uncovered.
    “Are
you going to say something, Noah, or is this going to be a staring contest?”
    Ballsy.
Fuck, how he loved that about her.
    He
started to answer and stopped, frowning when her slight slur registered.
Straightening, he stepped closer to her. The act of tilting her head to meet
his gaze made her sway.
    “What
the fuck? Are you drunk?” he snapped.
    She
jumped and nearly dropped the tiny purse she carried. She tried to shake her
head and swayed again. Anger roared through his veins. The thought of her in
this state, alone with Snyder, dug hot pokers into his gut.
    He
yanked open his passenger door. “Get in.”
    “Why?
Where are we going?”
    “To
get some coffee inside you. I’m not having a conversation with you when you’re
clearly drunk.”
    “We
can get coffee here. I’m…I’m sure Pietro wouldn’t
mind…”
    Looking
over her head, he saw Snyder approaching the door, those lizard-cold eyes on them.
Noah’s palms tingled from the urge to cause harm. “No. We can’t. Get in the
car, Leia.”
    Her
gaze lurched from him to the bucket seat, and a tiny part of him dared her to
refuse him. Right then, nothing would’ve pleased him more than to bend her to his
will, make her feel a fraction of the turmoil going on inside him. But she
moved, swayed to him and grabbed the door to steady herself.
    He
cursed under his breath and slammed the door shut the moment she was seated.
    Snyder
was approaching as Noah walked round to the driver’s seat. The other guy must
have sensed that he was on precarious ground. Whatever he’d been about to say
died on his lips, and he changed course to the town car parked on the curb.
    Noah
got in. “Seatbelt,” he snapped.
    Once
she obeyed, he gunned the engine and accelerated away from the restaurant. He
breathed in deep to calm his nerves. When her perfume filled every pore in his
body, he dragged a hand through his hair.
    He
knew he was transmitting the vibes his ex-shrink had once jokingly referred to
as his Asshole-Alpha mode. And he wasn’t in the mood to turn it off. He