Sunset Thunder by Shannyn Leah Read Free Book Online

think I should leave first.” His whisper was daunting.
    How was he planning their escape when she couldn’t even register the entirety of what had just occurred, still reeling in how wonderful it felt, and how much she wanted to do it again.
    “Since you’re in the guys washroom.” 
    The guy’s washroom? She was?
    “I can go down there first, distract them and text you when the coast is clear,” Ryder continued his plan. “I would need your cell phone number first.”
    He was being so sweet, trying to save her reputation...a reputation she had worked her life to uphold to perfection and this one run-in with Ryder could squash it in a heartbeat. She knew all of this, and didn’t need the reminder from Ryder, yet, she still didn’t move. Didn’t want to move.
    Ryder’s finger stopped and she felt his hands move to her front. When she thought he was going to cup her breasts again...and heaven knew, she wouldn’t stop him...he snapped her bra back together. In a quick motion, he lifted her like she was weightless, pulling the hem of her skirt from under her bum and down to her knees.
    Suddenly, like the sound of a balloon popping and leaving you stunned for a second, Violet remembered exactly who she’d just had sex with. And how many times he’d likely been in this exact situation: naked from the waist down with woman on a counter top.
    Ryder wasn’t taken aback like Violet was, or unwinding from the naughty game they’d just played and considering how to plan another round. Violet craved to start the next round, while he was making escape plans and snapping her bra into place because this casual sex was a customary part of his life.
    Violet might have initiated this play time, but he was clearing the air, reminding her it was exactly what she’d walked across the floor thinking...a onetime thing and he would walk away without any attachments.
    Wasn’t that what she wanted? A manipulating womanizer...even if she had walked to him. 
    Why did her heart suddenly plummet?
    Her heart? Her heart!
    There was no way in hell her heart just plummeted. For one, she’d given up on her heart a long time ago when Joel crushed it and the better reason there was no way her heart was playing plummeting games, this was Ryder Carlex. Ryder Carlex!
    Violet pulled away and shoved his chest back at the same time, startling him a bit in the process, but he managed to keep his balance and send her a questioning look.
    “Oh please, don’t look all shocked.” She wasn’t about to let him treat her like the nobody. Screw him. She used him. He was the nobody. “Get dressed and get out.” 
    She reached across the counter for her blouse and stared at it appalled . Wrinkled. Ugh . At least it was under her blazer. She could tightly tuck it in and no one would ever know.
    You will know, her body teased, ready for another round with Ryder, while her head needed to put distance between them.
    Ryder’s pants were up, buckled and he was buttoning up his shirt as he reached down and picked her blazer off the floor, handing it to her.
    His spectacular eyes didn’t waver from her the entire time, like he was trying to read her. Why couldn’t he back off and just worry about himself? She could dress herself. She did it every single morning. 
    Violet snatched the blazer away. “Can you hurry up so we can get out of here?”
    His eyebrows arched in what initially appeared to be kindness, but she was sure she misread it as the look shifted to questioning.
    Ryder straightened. Damn his body was amazing, like a wall of sparking gold. “Woman, I will leave when I damn well feel like it. If I want to stand here and watch you get dressed, after touching every piece of your hot body, then I will stand here and watch you get dressed.” The way he said “hot body,” low and sensual, made her swallow hard. Did he say this to all his women? Did they all just sit back, bat their fake eyelashes and allow him to speak to them like a