Red Rock Rises; Sexy Romantic Suspense; Book 1: The Red Rock Series (The Red Rock Seies) by Taylor Lee Page B

Garret hated it and frankly he hated me. He was ashamed of me. After the first rush I discovered that I didn’t like him either. He was shallow, pampered and felt entitled. I divorced him when Trey was three. Garrett was shocked that I left him. He told me I’d never get his son if I left. He’s been fighting for Trey ever since. Not because he wants him but because he doesn’t want me to have him. He said I didn’t deserve to have a son of his. That Trey was a ‘Chambers.’ For a long time I was afraid Garrett was right. What could I offer a young boy? Garrett’s family has everything. But I couldn’t give him up. This last thing Garrett did to….”
    Jesse stopped and frowned. She glanced around, looking surprised, uncertain. As if she just realized she had been talking for several uninterrupted minutes.
    She shook her head. “Uh, never mind. I left the Army and followed them here to fight for my son.”
    She sighed and took a large swallow of her drink. She grimaced then glanced at him. Crouching against the corner of the sofa, she looked defensive, guarded.
    “I don’t know why I told you all of that. I never talk… about it… or anything… to anyone. It must be the….”
    Dameon waited for her to finish the sentence. When she didn’t he moved toward her.
    “I agree. That’s enough for tonight, Jesse. This has been a difficult evening. You can tell me the rest of the story some other time.”
    She reared up and pushed away, clearly distressed.
    “No. There’s nothing to tell. And I don’t tell it at all. That’s the most I’ve ever told anyone about what happened.”
    Dameon was cautious.
    “You can tell me whatever you do or don’t want to tell me, Jesse. Now and ever, okay? For what it’s worth, I’m not surprised. It’s been a challenging night. I’ll leave so that you can get some rest. Tomorrow is also going to be difficult.”
    Relief bloomed on her face, easing the tight lines around her eyes and mouth. She quickly stood up letting the throw drop to the ground.
    “Yes, yes, please. I… you should go now.”
    She followed him through the house and out to the front porch. He started to walk down the steps but then turned back toward her. She was leaning against the doorjamb, her pale face luminous in the moonlight. The strain on her face tore at his heart.
    His voice was husky.
    “Jesse. I don’t think I can leave you looking this sad. Let me put my arms around you. Just for a moment, let me hold you.”
    She shook her head no. When he reached for her, she started to resist. Then, surprising them both, she whispered, “Okay,” and leaned into him.

Chapter 13
    Dameon held her for a long moment. Her body was rigid against his own. When she let go and leaned into him, he groaned, knowing his resistance was shaky.
    “Ah, baby, you really do need this, don’t you?”
    “No. I don’t. Please… let me go.”
    “Uh uh, not a chance. Just let me hold you, Jesse.”
    Running his hands over her back, he pulled her closer and tipped up her chin with his thumb and forefinger, gazing into her eyes.
    He murmured, “Relax, Jesse. You can lean on me.”
    When she shook her head no, he nipped at her earlobe.
    “Remember, tiger, I have broad shoulders.”
    Pulling her closer, he buried his nose in her hair and breathed in her rich intoxicating scent.
    “God, woman, you smell good.”
    He was shocked at how quickly he’d become aroused. His cock was iron hard and he’d barely touched her. But the die was cast. His body knew what his brain was beginning to accept. There was no hiding what he felt for this woman—from her or from himself. And there was no way to turn back.
    He tipped her head up and nipped gently at her full lips.
    She murmured, “No, no, no,” but her breath was coming in shallow breathy pants.
    He nibbled at Jesse’s lips, licking her, tasting her. Tugging at the corner of her mouth, Dameon bit down softly. She gasped but instead of pushing him away she pulled him