Reading the In Death Series by JD Robb has a new book coming. I’m excited and has started reading the backlist of books to prepare for the new one. Can’t wait for the new book.
What have you been reading?
“Garrick,” Bailey called behind him.
Tyr went on and Garrick stopped and faced her. Indigo and the others were across the room by the same counter Bailey had been at when he’d come in.
“I am sorry for kicking you.” Bailey came closer, lowering her voice. “But you were not watching me as if you were up to no good. You were watching me like—”
“You were mine.” Garrick blew out a breath. “Yeah, I realized I was after you started to say it. Sorry I didn’t know I was doing that. I noticed you a few weeks ago when you and your friends drove up. Been noticing you since then.”
“Really?” Bailey studied him, her hazel gaze intent.
“So you’ve been watching me for weeks.”
“When you say it like that it sounds creepy.” Garrick shook his head.
“I’ve not been watching you, I just saw you when you came by and was wondering…” He stopped, not wanting to make more of a fool of himself than he already had. That was what giving into attraction got him—a sore head and being made to feel like an ass who fell on his ass. Garrick stifled a chuckle.
“Tell me.” Bailey stepped closer.
Her scent reached him again and Garrick inhaled deeply, loving how she smelled. “What is it that you are wearing?”
“The scent.” Garrick inhaled again. “You smell so good.”
“You’re smelling me.” Bailey looked amused. “Peaches and honeysuckle is what I wear. I make body lotion, perfume, bath gels and those sorts of things. I also custom make fragrances for people too. That’s what my business will be.”
“Peaches and honeysuckle. I’m going to remember that.” Garrick studied the empty glass display cases before focusing back on her. “It must be interesting making things like you do…”
“Don’t change the subject. We can discuss that another time.” Bailey moved even closer. “Tell me what you were about to say.”
“I’m done looking like a fool.” Garrick shrugged. “What I was about say doesn’t matter.”
“I’m thinking it does.” Bailey studied him then smiled softly. “Being a firefighter must take lots of bravery.”
“It’s my job.” Garrick didn’t know where she was going with what she was saying.
“But you save people. Sometimes face death when you do. So saying what you want to shouldn’t make you hesitate when you face that sort of thing.”
“Your logic makes no sense.” Garrick wasn’t sure what to make of her. She seemed to be teasing him yet he sensed she was very serious.
“To me it does. And at this point, that is all that matters.” Bailey rubbed her hand down the side of her jeans. “How about I speculate what you were wondering? You were wondering if I would go out with you.”
Garrick smiled. “You’re arrogant to assume that is what I wanted.”
“Oh, it’s not arrogance. It is surety. It was the look in your gaze. Now that I know you’re not some crook, I realize that you weren’t casing my place. You were working up to asking me out. I’ll save you the trouble.”
Disappointment filled Garrick at the finality in her tone. He couldn’t read her intentions but after the fiasco of his frightening her and making her think he was a criminal, he could only imagine she was about to say no.
“I’m going to ask you out.” Bailey moved nearer until she was almost touching him. “Go out with me, Garrick.”
“That doesn’t sound like a question,” he pointed out.
“I’m not good at asking for stuff.” She smiled sheepishly.
“Somehow I like that.” Garrick couldn’t resist. He stroked down her cheek with his knuckle.
Bailey shivered slightly then turned her head into his touch.
“Yes, I’ll go out with you.” “Good.” She held onto his wrist. “I’ll give you a few days to clear the ringing in your ears from my kick.”
“Why do I feel you are trying not to laugh at me?”
“Because your expression when you got hit was priceless,” Bailey said, squeezing his wrist gently before releasing him. “In hindsight, I now realize you were yelling back at me but not in anger. I just don’t know why you made the sound you did.”
“I was trying to be funny to break the ice by doing a weird mating call to match your yell. Thought that would make you laugh, but I should have realized since you’ve never seen me before you wouldn’t take it as intended. It was stupid of me.” He admitted, “It’s been a while since I dated.”
“Then I kicked you. Makes me think the follow up to that would be what the hell kind of kinky foreplay is this?”
Garrick chuckled. “See, a sense of humor is a good ice breaker.”
“Mating call. That is priceless. Oh God, wait until I tell my friends about that.” Bailey winked. “Get a promise from them so they don’t tease you about it. You’ll have to tell me about your not dating and why not on our date. Does Saturday work for you?”
“So long?” It was five days away. “It’s your next day off.”
“How’d you know that?”
“Indigo.” Bailey rolled her eyes. “She observes things and mentioned noticing how your shifts work.”
“Why would she notice that?” Garrick glanced at Indigo, who was with the others.
“She likes information and makes it her business to know,” Bailey said.
He glanced at her. “Okay. But Saturday is a long time to wait to see you again.”
“But you see me when I come here.” Bailey patted his hand as she released her hold. “Maybe if you get time while you’re on shift, or getting off, you could come over and offer your help.”
“I might just do that.” Garrick stared at her. “You’re turning out to be a surprising woman. Very unpredictable. I find that enticing.”
“Unpredictability is a good thing. Keeps you on your toes and intrigued to want to know more about me. That’s a win-win. So if you don’t get a chance to come see me before, I look forward to seeing you for our date on Saturday.” She put her hand in her pocket and pulled out a card, then a pen from her ponytail, before writing on the back. “Call me with your address.”
Garrick took the card as Bailey walked away. Garrick stared after her, watching the sexy sway of her hips.
Copyright © McKenna Jeffries, 2014.
All Rights Reserved, Totally Bound.
Been watching reruns of NCIS. Love the show and it’s fun watching how it evolved. Also when I re-watch I realize there are a lot of actors who were minor or guest characters before they became more well known. My nephew and I along with my visiting family (sister and brother in law) are having fun spotting the faces of actors we know.
Still having a great time with my family who is visiting. My sister and I got into a discussion on books. We both love to read and have similar tastes in books. Recently we both read the same book and had different thoughts on it. It lead to a very interesting discussion and got intense. Loved it. My nephew and sister’s hubby just watched us fascinated. LOL. We also had a discussion about a TV show we were watching and again it was fun. This one the other joined in and we had a blast dissecting the show. Love love this. I’m gonna miss them when they go home and my nephew goes back to college.
Oh well at least for now I have them a little longer. Off to have some fun with them.
That’s all for now. I’ll see you next week for my next weekly recap.
Time passed and, close to closing, Archer was by his truck when a tingle ran up his spine. Lifting his head, he watched as a green jeep pulled in. The stiffening in his pants told him all he needed to know—it never failed, his body always knew when Delicia was around. He watched her climb out and look around.
Damn, she made that look good. She wore her uniform, a short sleeved light blue shirt and reflective EMS trousers. Her hair was back in a French braid and he longed to release it. Licking his lips, he shut his truck door and ambled over to where she stood talking to Mark, another one of his mechanics—a trainee actually, but he was a quick learner.
“Delicia,” he said upon his approach.
Her amazing brown eyes, reminding him of chocolate mousse, flicked up and widened slightly. “Mr Bennett,” she responded.
He disliked her calling him Mr Bennett but let it go for the moment. It was her thing, what she did when others were near. “Something I can help you with?”
Mark took the hint and walked away, leaving them alone. She looked just about everywhere else, except at him. And Archer realised she was nervous around him.
“Delicia?” he asked, stepping closer and inhaling the scent of tangerines that surrounded her.
“Hi…umm…I’m sorry to stop by without a…um…appointment, but I needed my oil changed, if possible.”
“Of course. I’ll do it for you right now.”
Her gaze flew up to meet his and he sent her what he hoped was a disarming smile. His cock stirred when her tongue sneaked out and wet her lips.
“If you’re sure. I don’t want to make anyone stay late.”
He held her stare. “It’s fine. Keys in the ignition?”
“Go on in to the waiting room and have a seat. I’ll be done in no time.”
Reaching out, he turned her and gave her a gentle nudge towards the main door. The urge to draw her closer and kiss her swarmed him. He clenched his hands into fists and repressed the desire. Instead he just watched her walk towards the door and with one look back at him, she slipped inside.
Archer walked to her Jeep and paused right before getting behind the wheel. A throat clearing behind him pulled his attention from the vehicle. He turned to find Mark there.
“Want me to get this one, Risk?”
“No, it’s okay, Mark. I got it.”
A knowing smile curved up Mark’s lips and he narrowed his gaze in response. “Sure thing, boss. I’ll go clear a bay for you.” Hand outstretched, he offered the plastic seat cover then walked off.
“Do that,” he muttered, protecting the seat then getting behind the wheel.
Delicia had a six-speed Wrangler and he could tell she did a lot of outdoors stuff—her vehicle was decked out for it. There was nothing girly about this Jeep. And he liked it. Before long, he was draining the oil and checking air pressure on her tyres. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see his employees watching him closely.
“What?” he asked Mark who continued to hover around.
With a grunt, Archer looked at Mark. A seventeen year old boy who had been working here since he was fourteen. The kid was a whiz with cars and loved nothing more than working on them, despite only having been actually working on cars for a year—before that he’d cleaned up around the shop.
“You sure seem to be interested in what I’m doing for a man who’s claiming nothing. You got nothing else to do?”
“Well, it’s just that…how well do you know Lis?”
Biting back his growl at the familiar way Mark spoke about Delicia, he swallowed. “What are you looking to know?”
“I…I…” A flush moved up the boy’s dark cheeks and he figured it out.
“She’s older than you, you know.” Archer poured in the oil.
“I know, but…”
“She’s got a man, too, Mark. I’m sorry.” He capped it and wiped his hands off on a rag from his pocket.
“She does?” He sighed. “Who?”
Waiting until the young man looked at him, Archer then said,
He stepped from the hood and slammed it shut. Going to the driver’s side, he got in and drove through and around to the front. Once in the waiting room, he walked up to where Delicia sat thumbing through a magazine and said, “You’re all set.”
Delicia looked up at the sound of Archer’s deep timbre. The moisture in her mouth vanished as she stared at him. This man is just too damn fine. With what she hoped was a normal smile, she pushed to her feet and stood before him.
“Wow. That was fast. Thank you. For taking me.” Okay, that was not supposed to be said. She squeezed her eyes shut and wished she were anywhere but where she was. “I mean, for taking care of my car.”
His gaze burnt hot when she met it again and there was this hint of knowing within the depths of his eyes. “No problem. Anytime, Delicia.”
Copyright © McKenna Jeffries and Aliyah Burke, 2013.
All Rights Reserved, Totally Bound.
I’ve been in a historical mood so been reading books in that genre. Julie Garwood to be precise. Although I love all of Julie’s books (yeah I love the contemporary Buchanan) my fav’s are. These are in no particular order.
So I’ve been busily reading historicals.
What have you been reading?