Veiled Intentions by Delores Fossen Read Free Book Online

he had a rather hot kissing technique. No tongue involved. Just pressure. The right amount of pressure, glide and moisture to make her wish, at least temporarily, that he’d use his tongue.
    He didn’t stop there. His kisses traveled from her mouth. To her cheek. To her ear.
    Not good.
    She bit off a moan of pleasure. It seemed trivial, considering everything else that was going on, but if these forced kissing sessions continued, she would need to set some ground rules so he could go easy on her erogenous zones.
    â€œAny suspicious activity around the perimeter of the building?” Joe murmured.
    Not exactly the sensual question her body had expected to hear from the man kissing her, and it tookher a moment to realize Joe was speaking to the officer monitoring the communicator under her collar.
    â€œFiona Shipley’s still watching the place,” was the response they got.
    Obviously unaware of the effect he was having on her, Joe continued his inquiries while pretending to nibble on her earlobe. “Tail her if she leaves.”
    Normally, whispered official orders wouldn’t have been a turn on for her, but Joe’s warm, moist breath hit against her neck and ear. Mercy. Not good. She didn’t want to add any more hormones to this volatile mix.
    Another glance at the reception area. No Addison Merrick in sight. At least their kissing session had sent him on his way.
    â€œMerrick knew our names,” Joe informed her. “I wasn’t wearing a name tag, and he never looked at yours. Yet, he knew who we were.”
    Katelyn went back through the events of that particular introduction and realized it was true. She reprimanded herself for not noticing it, as well. “So that’s what Chad was all about?”
    Not a real person but a test. Since Merrick suggested that Joe look through the name tags, it meant he didn’t know the names of all the guests. And unlike a few of the others, Joe and she weren’t repeat customers. Nor had they met him when they filled out their applications.
    So how had he known their names?
    â€œThis might not be such a little problem,” Katelyn mumbled.
    Joe quickly agreed.
    In fact, it could mean the killer was already on to them.

Chapter Five
    Joe should have been thinking about Addison Merrick. Specifically, about the fact the man was obviously suspicious of them.
    With reason.
    Both Katelyn and he had registered at Perfect Match just days after the murders. That said, only the shooter himself would have likely made the connection at this point. And that meant that Merrick was possibly their wedding sniper.
    So why wasn’t his attention on Merrick or the “security guard” he’d brought with him?
    Because Joe was involuntarily sharing that attention with the woman he had plastered against him, that’s why.
    He was a fool to notice how nicely Katelyn fit in his arms. A fool to notice that she tasted almost as good as she looked. And basically, he was just a fool to have thought he could kiss her and not lust after her. That meant he had to do something about it.
    Joe slid his fingers beneath her collar and temporarily turned off the audio feed on her communicator. The surveillance officers would be able to talk to them, to warn them if necessary, but they wouldn’t be able to hear what he was about to admit to Detective O’Malley.
    â€œWe’d better try to keep the kissing to a minimum from now on,” he whispered.
    â€œSure,” she readily agreed.
    Too readily.
    Which meant all the supposedly for-show making out probably had an effect on her, as well. Joe didn’t care much for the fact that it pleased him a little. This wasn’t a competition, but sometimes it felt like one.
    â€œHey, contrary to public opinion, I’m human,” Katelyn said, frowning. And probably so she wouldn’t have to add more to an already uncomfortable conversation, she reconnected her communicator.
    â€œAny