Page 54 of Hurt in Her Eyes


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That had her jerking back so hard her head bumped against the hand-carved oak door behind her. “Oh!”

“Hey. You okay?” His hand went to her head. He started rubbing it.

For some reason, the touch almost shocked her. “You can’t just keep kissing me.”

He just couldn’t. It confused her just too much.

“I have discovered that I love kissing you. And it is one way to make you stop glaring at me. In fact, every time you glare at me from now on, I’m going to imagine kissing you. Eventually, I won’t be able to stop myself, and I’ll just have to kiss you again. For real. And probably again. And again. I’m still trying to figure out how I think and feel about that.”

And then the butthead leaned down and kissed her again.

She never would have expected him to have the gall to do it a second time. Then he was kissing her like she had never been kissed before.

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He suspected he’d scared her. With the kiss that definitely shouldn’t have happened. Jarrod had heard the sounds of Sydney and her pals coming up the side stairs—that was the only thing that had had him stopping at all. Haldyn had just looked at him, all wide-eyed and trembling and?—

Perfect.

He really wished she’d let him take her back into her suite and, well, enjoy her. But she definitely wasn’t ready for something like that. Neither was he, for that matter. He needed time to think.

She tried to run from him. Just like Jarrod had suspected she would. The instant they pulled in and parked at the Ranch and she got out of the car, she tried to rabbit away.

He rounded the hood of the car. Just as Gunnar pulled in right behind them. They’d deliberately taken the women in two separate cars. Just to be a little safer.

Haldyn went straight toward Gunnar’s little brunette rabbit. Then they took off down the path, so fast Jarrod and Gunnar almost had to scramble to keep up with them. Man, those two women could move when they wanted to.

“Rabbits are very fast little creatures,” Jarrod told the other man.

“No kidding. Tricky, too. I’m about ready to put her on a leash.” There was a dark look in Gunnar’s eyes. Something Jarrod wasn’t used to seeing. Things weren’t going well between Gunnar and the woman Gunnar claimed was the woman of his dreams, apparently. Well, Jarrod could understand that.

“She’s been in a mood all damned morning. What’s going on with Hal?” Gunnar watched the women and every move they made. “She looks nervous. More nervous than she usually does.”

“Hell if I know. Maybe she’s missing Daniel.” Liar, liar, pants on fire. He knew what was going on in her head. It had everything to do with her current lack of pink lip gloss.

“You two fighting again?”

“No. I’m just getting impatient to finish this. I can’t spend the rest of my life babysitting her.”

Understatement.

He couldn’t even spend the rest of the damned week. He’d have her naked and in his bed before next Sunday.

Every time he kissed her, he was going to want to kiss her even more. Hotter, harder, longer. And then he would want to get her out of her clothes. And show her how she burned his blood. Doing that with Dr. Haldyn Devil Harris was a mistake he didn’t want to make.

“Any luck getting her to spill? I think they are hiding something.”

“Like what?”

“She’s been secretive. Furtive.” Gunnar shot him a look as the women turned the corner on the pea gravel path that led to where the crowd was gathering. “I know she’s hiding something. I know when a woman is plotting against me.”

“Haldyn acts clueless about any possible explanation that isn’t TSP related that would also involve your rabbit. I’m inclined to believe her. It may be something Powell has gotten involved in. And as tied together as the two of them seem to be—it may be that Haldyn is just collateral.” Jarrod moved a little faster. She wasn’t getting near that crowd of people he recognized from the TSP road officers crew without him right there at her side. Hell, looked like the Barratts had invited all of the off-duty TSP in the city.

He didn’t get his wish. As soon as she got near the edge of the crowd, some tall guy he recognized as a Barratt swooped closer. One of Powell’s brothers. One of the attorneys. The guy hugged his sister. Then pulled Haldyn right into his arms and hugged her, too.

Like he did it every day.

Jarrod growled. Something about that guy just set him on edge. “What does that asshole think he’s doing? Haldyn doesn’t like it when guys get all touchy-feely.”

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