Indecent Danger (Danger Incorporated Book 3) by Olivia Jaymes Page A

delighted smile. “This one. I love these, especially the bad guys. Is that all right?”
    He far preferred it over the romance, but he would never have said no if she chose the other one.
    “That was my choice too. Let’s get comfy on the sofa.”
    This had to be the best part of Travis’s day. Any day. He worked his tail off from morning to night, but then he was able to snuggle up to the most beautiful woman in the world for a few hours and pretend the rest of the world didn’t exist. Perfection.
    He was lying behind her so that she was between his legs, her back resting on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist and stroked an exposed patch of skin right above her hip while his chin rested on the top of her head. Time seemed to come to a standstill as they watched the movie, their limbs entwined. He could smell the vanilla of her shampoo and feel the steady beat of her heart. The rise and fall of her chest with each breath was subtly hypnotic and he had to struggle to stay focused and not be swept away with all the delicious sensations she evoked just being this close. He was certain she could feel him half hard against the curve of her spine.
    “Are you hungry? Or thirsty? Can I get you something?”
    Travis really didn’t want to disturb their peace but manners had been hammered into him from a young age. Even when all he wanted to do was lift her into his arms and carry her to his bedroom.
    Aubrey twisted in his arms so she was facing him. “I’m fine. Do you not like the movie? We can watch something else if you’d rather.”
    Actually I’d like to throw you over my shoulder and carry you to my bed where I’ll ravish you like there’s no tomorrow.
    “This movie is fine,” he said, instead of what he really wanted to. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
    Tilting her head, she gazed at him for a long moment. “I’m okay. But you seem like you’re in a strange mood. You have been all evening. Is it this whole Bruce thing? You’ve gone beyond the call of duty and I’m more than grateful, but I’ll understand if you want to bail on all this. You can go back to Tremont in the morning and I can stay here until the cops let me leave. I’ll come back as soon as they do.”
    “Shit. No.” He’d fucked this up and needed to fix it fast. “That’s not it at all. I’m not leaving you here by yourself. It’s just–”
    He broke off, more unsure of her than any woman he’d ever dated and that included every girlfriend he’d had as a teenager. Aubrey made him feel like a pimply, geeky kid again.
    “Just what?” she prompted softly. “Have I done something, Travis? I’m sorry if I have.”
    She was apologizing and he was the horny lecherous asshole here.
    “You haven’t done anything wrong. This is all me, kitten. I’m the problem.”
    Dear God, he hoped she’d simply drop the entire thing but he couldn’t be that lucky.
    “Then what’s going on? You haven’t been yourself. If it’s not Bruce and it’s not me…is it Martin? Are you worried about him? Or is it something at the office? Maybe I can help.”
    Christ, her gentle questioning, worrying about his well-being, was going to be the undoing of him.
    “Baby, maybe it’s time for us to turn in. We have a big day tomorrow. We need to talk to Tom and then find out where Prather is in his investigation.”
    Without Prather realizing what they were doing, of course.
    Her expression turned to one of hurt and she nodded without a word, climbing off of the couch and leaving him aroused and frustrated. She had no idea why he was and clearly she thought it was her fault. His sexual frustration with the status quo was his own impatience.
    “Sure. Okay. I’ll guess I’ll see you in the morning.”
    Head hanging, Aubrey walked toward her bedroom door and the pressure in Travis’s gut suddenly seemed too much to bear.
    “I want you, okay?” Shit, he needed to shut the hell up. The words had come out desperate, which he had