Page 6 of I've Got You

I’d like to say I’m not most women but I’d be lying through my teeth. I want him. My body does, anyway.

My brain is hung up on how gorgeous he is. Tomorrow can’t come too soon for me.

JUDD

I’m late and I curse under my breath. I don’t trust the little reporter to actually stay put where she’s supposed to be.

But when I show up at the room, I’m surprised. She’s still there. She’s tapping a foot and fully dressed but she’s waiting for me and my heart swells in my chest.

“I’m surprised you didn’t take off.” I stalk into the room and close the door behind me.

She huffs and it blows her short, dark curls out of her blue eyes. It’s fucking adorable.

“Believe me, I thought about it. But I need a ride so here I am.” She holds her arms out and throws me a suspicious look.

“Why exactly are you looking at me like that?” I laugh.

“I don’t know. But I feel like you’re way too pleased with yourself. It’s just a ride.”

“Ah yes.” I help her into the requisite wheelchair, smirking when she glares at me while I fix her feet. “But I get to find out where you live and what your next step is. And I get to talk to you without anyone else overhearing what I’m saying.”

Her breath catches and her eyes turn smoky, sparks of gold and green swirling in the sapphire blue. “What are you so worried about other people overhearing?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I start pushing her chair out of the room. “You’ve already filled out your release forms and such right?”

She nods and her dark curls wisp around her head. My fingers are itching to dive into the soft curls. Tilt her head and kiss her long and deep. Holding her soul and mine in thrall to the desire burning between us.

Or maybe a thousand little kisses that tease and torment the hell out of both of us. Soft, open mouth kisses and intense, shuddering, deep kisses.

I want it all with this woman. It’s fast and intense. Like a summer lightning storm in the mountains. But it’s also the most right I’ve ever felt in my life.

I push her along. “So did the doctor give you any release instructions? Anything you’re supposed to avoid?”

She shoots me a wicked smirk that makes my dick hard in seconds. “You mean like aggravating guys who think they can just take over your life? He might have mentioned that one.”

“Har de har,” I chuckle under my breath. “You’re a funny girl, Missy. I don’t know why but I want to spank that ass of yours right now. You’re a bit too naughty for your own good.”

I see her chest rise and fall rapidly and her face flushes beet red. She doesn’t mind my sexy talk and my heart lifts.

There’s something going on here. Something damn magical and fucking perfect. And all I have to do is be very careful of all the land mines the pretty reporter could put out for me and I might just have everything I’ve ever wanted.

I help her into my truck and jog around to open my door after I push the wheelchair back. I glance over at her and find her watching me cautiously, her little white teeth nipping at her bottom lip.

I lean over and tug her lip free from her teeth. “Careful, babydoll. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

I slip the truck into drive and we take off, the air heavy with an undercurrent like the first quick zaps of an electrical storm.

“So give me an address, babydoll. I’ll take you home and we can have a private chat.”

“I didn’t agree to a chat. Just a ride, Judd.”

I smile at her and wink. “But you’re dying to know what I’m thinking. Why I’m here. What’s going on right now.”

She shrugs a slim shoulder in her dirty white shirt. “No. I’m not. I’m totally fine with you just dropping me off outside my door and we never have to see each other again.”

“Not gonna happen, princess. I know you’re used to pushing or wheedling guys like your editor into getting everything the way you want it. I’m not that guy. You’re not going to be able to twist things into getting your own way with me. My only priority is to keep you safe. I don’t care about stories and deadlines. All I care about is you.”

“It’s not just me that has a stake in this story. It’s the girl that I saw at that hotel. Hell, for all I know there are hundreds like her.”

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