The Fine Line Book One Between Worlds Series by Tracee Ford Read Free Book Online

“fall” meant so many things to her.
In this case, she felt herself falling for Matt regardless of her
best efforts to resist him. She came to her senses and replied to
his firm statement.
    “ You say you won’t let me
fall? I’ll hold you to that.”
    A waitress dressed in a short black mini
skirt and spaghetti strap sequined top arrived at the table to take
drink orders. The entire time she stood at the table, she stared at
Matt, her fierce green eyes filled with lust. Robin ordered vodka
and Coke. She knew she needed to get much drunker to counteract her
timidity.
    The waitress came back quickly with the
drinks.
    Robin looked at the glass of dark liquid and
sighed.
    “ I have to warn you,” she
began as she took a drink, “I’m a cheap drunk.”
    “ It’s okay. You’re in good
hands. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you,” Matt
replied.
    They sat contentedly beside each other while
Bill and Leah escaped to the dance floor. Soon, another woman
appeared scooting into the booth beside Matt. This one was tall
with short red hair.
    “ Doc Gregory! Haven’t seen
you here in a while,” she squealed as she threw her arms around his
neck.
    “ It’s been a while,” he
said as he discretely took her hands and put them in her lap.
“How’s that wrist?”
    “ Good,” she answered
quickly. “So how have you been?” she continued as she ignored
Robin’s presence.
    Robin’s fingers traced the condensation on
the glass as she continually sipped the drink. The chill of the
glass on her skin made her shiver a little. Her thoughts wandered
to places she didn’t want to go. It seemed as if impulse took her
into those dark corners of her mind, filled with doubt, sorrow, and
defeat. The obnoxious red head didn’t help matters either. Still,
she stayed composed and said nothing. Finally, she heard Matt
answer the question.
    “ I’m great.”
    He took Robin’s hand off of the glass and
held it in his on the tabletop for all eyes to see.
    “ This is Robin, Robin this
is Gail.”
    Gail nodded at Robin.
    “ Pleasure,” the red head
said with venom in her tone.
    Robin simply smiled.
    “ Well, it was good to see
you again Doctor. Take care and don’t be a stranger,” she concluded
as she made herself scarce.
    “ You are popular,” Robin
stated.
    “ Na, I just see too many
of these people in the E.R. That’s all.”
    Robin watched as he took several drinks from
his beer. Over the sound system a slower song came on. Matt turned
to her.
    “ You ready to hold up your
end of the deal?” he asked.
    “ What?”
    “ To dance?” he said
loudly.
    “ Are you sure you’re up to
this?” she asked carefully.
    “ Absolutely.”
    Matt slid out of the booth and stood beside
the table patiently as Robin slid out on the other side. He held
his hand out and she accepted. They walked to the dance floor then
Robin felt herself whisked into his arms securely. Balance didn’t
seem to be a problem in his embrace.
    She rested her chin on his shoulder.
    “ You feel so right,” he
whispered.
    She felt the same way, but still feared
saying so. Instead, she closed her eyes and basked in the safety
and stability of his arms.
    Gently, she put her cheek on his shoulder
and looked up at him. Feeling her gaze upon him, he turned his head
and tenderly kissed her forehead. The fragrance of her hair
encompassed his senses. Drinking her up, he lightly caressed the
exposed skin on her back. He put her hand in his and drew it close
to his chest.
    Her heart sat squarely on her sleeve. As
much as she tried fighting against it, she trusted too easily in
spite of the events of her past. Too many times she nursed a broken
heart after her loyalty had been shattered and her trust had been
betrayed.
    “ You can trust me, you
know,” he stated bluntly as if he read her very
thoughts.
    The confusion in her eyes as she continued
looking up at him gave him entrance to her soul. He knew he would
find himself there among her doubts.
    “