second I said the words, a large silver truck pulled off
the freeway and onto the gravel shoulder. Oh, no. Dust from the pulverized pebbles
plumed into the air and I coughed to clear it from my lungs. With horror, I
turned as Dante got out of his truck, slammed the door and stalked to us.
He wore a pale-green shirt stretched across his muscular
chest and arms. The faded blue denim covering his legs hugged his thighs and
made my mouth water.
My sister—god bless her condemned soul—stepped in front of
me.
“Move outta my way, Ella,” Dante growled.
My fearless sister got right in his face, as much as she was
able to considering he was more than a foot taller than she was. “You’ve hurt
her enough. Get in your truck and go home, I’ve got this.”
“Oh, that’s rich.” He laughed. “You’ve got this? How fucking
convenient.” His eyes smoldered with anger and he stepped into the finger my
sister pointed at him. “Where in the hell have you been for the last two months
when your sister was puking her guts out because she’d drunk too much or took
too many pills? Where were you when she let those assholes use her? Where were
you when she woke up in the middle of the night screaming ’cause Lizbeth haunts
that fucking house you moved her into?”
“That’s enough, Dante!” I yelled and stepped in front of
Ella to glare up at him.
His rant made it seem like he cared about me. My stupid girl
hormones couldn’t keep up. Either he wanted me or he didn’t.
Unaffected by my anger, he pointed at me. “And you,” he
said, his nostrils flaring, “are the most infuriating woman I’ve ever met. You
drive me fucking crazy.”
He cupped the back of my head and yanked me against him.
Before I could ask what in the hell he was doing, he grabbed my hair, pulled so
my face tilted up and smashed his lips against mine.
Chapter Four
Dante thrust his tongue between my lips and took possession
of my mouth. Oh wow. At the first licking caress, my insides went liquid and I
melted. He slid his large palm from my waist to my ass, squeezed. I lifted
higher onto my toes and wrapped my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss.
After he thoroughly explored my mouth, he pulled away and rested his forehead
against mine.
“I’m into you, Hannah, more than I should be,” he said on a
soft pant. He lifted his head and used his thumb to swipe my moist bottom lip.
“I wasn’t rejecting you earlier, only refusing to use you like those other
pricks you’ve been sleeping with. You pulled away from the driveway and I was
so fucking furious with you for leaving it took me several minutes to realize
there was a pool of brake fluid in my driveway. Are you okay?”
“I got the car to the side of the road okay. And if you’re
into me, why’d you tell me to put the coat back on?”
He held me tighter and shook his head. “I told you to get
dressed because you naked—and sexy as fuck, I mean seriously fucking
sexy—spread out on my bed was almost more than I could take.” As if validating
his words, the hard, steely length of his erection pressed into my stomach.
“I’ve got a lot of self-control, but I also have my limits. When in the hell
did you get a tattoo?”
Ella’s piercing voice popped my happy bubble. “You have a
tattoo? Where?”
I looked over my shoulder, glanced at my sister’s raised
eyebrow and tapping foot.
“It’s on my right side and I got it a few weeks ago. But I
was high and probably drunk at the time so the details are fuzzy. I barely
remember getting there, telling the guy what I wanted. I passed out almost
straight away. When I woke up, it was done.”
“Let me see it!” Ella demanded and tried to shove Dante out
of the way. She had a better chance of moving a mountain.
“I’m naked under here.” I batted her hands away when she tried
to pull the lapels of the coat apart. “You want me to flash the entire
freeway?”
Dante’s eyes narrowed. “No one except me is seeing