Their Ex's Redrock Twilight (Texas Alpha) (Texas Alpha Series Book 4) by Shirl Anders Read Free Book Online Page A

weren’t Boy Scouts, bella.” She frowned, but then she got nervous when he added, “Not sure who the hell they were, but I get clear of this, I need to figure out why they’d threaten you and I need to figure it out fast.”
    Coco wanted him to figure it out fast too, and she wanted to figure it out herself, but she’d been trying to for a long time, while looking for Gordon, and she still hadn’t been able to yet. She also had other things she had to figure out, like how her boring and passionless husband could be having an affair.
    She really needed to figure that one out. But now she was worried about criminals again, when she’d kind of forgotten about them after so long, with none showing up to do anything criminal to her, because she was looking for her missing husband, when they’d threatened her not to do that.
    “So you can take me back to my room and car at Rowdie’s—” she started to say.
    But Finn interrupted her sharply: “No fucking way.”
    Coco scrunched her nose at him. She was willing to overlook a lot with Finn, because of the smoking-hot sex, but—
    “You said we were back to give and take,” she reminded him.
    Lord, he was so handsome that just looking at him nearly gave her instantaneous climaxes. But she worked hard, trying not to be affected, while she petted his ripped chest muscles.
    “This is different,” he informed her.
    It wasn’t, but Coco decided there were other ways to do what she wanted, and that was without telling him about it. So because she knew it would earn her points and she was pretty sure she’d redeem those points in bed underneath him, she lifted on her toes and kissed his hard jaw.
    “Okay, honey,” she said. “Let’s go eat bacon.”
    Finn watched Coco munching on a strip of bacon between sips of coffee. She’d made a couple eggs with his bacon, but she’d stuck with just bacon and coffee. Doing all of it while wearing only one of his dress shirts, which hit her petite height right above her knee, but strained the buttons over her large breasts.
    He’d silently debated which part he liked the best: the part on the bottom showing her bare legs with glimpses of her thigh and bare ass a few times, or the top, where those breasts he now coveted looked like they were going to pop the buttons every time she moved. Maybe the tits part was the best, sitting across from him with her bare toes curled on the bottom rung of his kitchen chair.
    Who the hell was he kidding ... he damn well liked all of it; every last bit of her, everything about her, and everything she’d done so far. In fact, he liked it so much it bothered him. But he wanted it bad, so he was overriding his hidden doubts, and trying not to give them life.
    “You can’t just keep me here, sugar,” she said.
    Yeah, he could, but to her he said, “A few days. Let me get straightened out where my busts are leading, and during that time I’ll look into who is threatening you, yeah.”
    He’d found her ... he was keeping her.
    She sighed, tilting her head at him. “Explain ‘get straight where my busts are leading,’ please.”
    Finn opened his mouth to tell her he didn’t explain shit about his undercover work. But then he realized he was finished with his undercover mission and he really wanted to tell someone and share, after living deep on his own for so long.
    He took Coco’s hand next to her coffee and he caressed the tops of her fingers, noticing the light impression where wedding bands had been. Seemed Coco was moving on, like he was.
    “Been working this mess for over two years. Started as me trying to infiltrate local drug action, and it grew much bigger as I was able to poke the edges. But some of these busts are spilling their guts, hoping for better deals, and that information is leading to higher criminals than I knew existed.”
    “Human trafficking,” she whispered, reaching forward to smooth the hair on the side of his face.
    “Yeah, that bad shit, I had no clue it was