couldn’t give a damn less.
Until now.
Lydia Nichols wasn’t Parker’s regular feminine fare. She had some self-respect. Integrity. At least, Garrett was beginning to think she had. Now, as he tried to ignore the ache that embraced his passions, prior suspicions prevailed.
Was she, or wasn ’t she, as innocent as he’d hoped?
Garrett stepped forward and knocked hard on the bedside table, waiting for Liddie to awake in anger and bracing himself for a good slap in the face. It’s actually what he wanted. He needed her to leave, and the only way to get her out now was to scare her.
And he would. He ’d scare the bloody hell out of her.
He leaned over and shook the bed. Nothing.
The two pieces of lace that hung from the bra, parted in the middle to reveal her belly button – at least six inches above the top edge of her low-cut panties. The outfit provided little cover for any part of her body, let alone the hills and valleys that screamed for his interest. Garrett wiped his brow and swallowed hard.
“ Liddie!” He reached out to shake her arm.
She moved her hand in response, but didn’t open her eyes or answer. Garrett stepped back and watched her breathe, the thin lace lifting and falling with no evidence of aggravation or excitement. Liddie’s bare legs, long and smooth, remained relaxed, stretched out across the silk.
Something ’s not right.
Garrett spotted the bottle of champagne that was sitting on the end table and took a quick sniff. He didn’t smell anything dangerous, but he had no doubt that Parker had slipped her something. After all, everything had to be easy for Parker. Why would Liddie be any different?
He tapped on her leg. “Liddie?”
In one swift movement , she took a deep breath and turned on one side. The sight of her ass barely covered with the peek-a-boo fabric provoked an inconvenient throb. Garrett took a deep breath and thought about walking away. Why not leave her to Parker? Let her live with the consequences of his attentions?
Because, he reasoned, there was still some doubt as to how deeply she was involved. Until he knew for sure, there wasn ’t any way he’d leave her to that heartless moron.
Garrett lay down on the bed beside her. A faint whiff of floral played with his nose. Placing a hand on her waist, he curved his body to spoon hers, letting his groin come up to rest comfortably against the back of her barely covered butt.
“ Liddie?” He placed a hand on her hip and continued to tap firmly until she responded.
“ Mmmm?”
She was semi -conscious.
“ Why don’t you leave, Liddie?” He lifted the fabric of her panty and almost slipped two fingers beneath, before scolding himself to stop.
He shook her harder. “Liddie,” he said sternly, “Why didn’t you leave?”
“ I don’t want to,” she replied softly, with a bit of aggravation.
Garrett felt her leg stretch and lift back to rest against the lower half of his body. Her hand came up to grab his, moving it from her hip to her breast, where she pressed him to fondle. The touch of it sent a shock through Garrett. He buried his face into her neck.
No wonder why Parker drugged her. It was so damn easy.
I f Garrett were anything like Maxon, he’d rip off the nightie, throw it across the room and take her. But he wasn’t like Parker. Never would be.
He had to remind himself that if Liddie was anything like Maxon, he didn’t want her anyway. Garrett put his mouth to her ear and whispered. “Do you know where Parker’s taking you?” He rubbed her hip and bounced against her to keep her awake.
She took a deep breath. “He won’t tell me.”
A spark of relief ignited in Garrett, but he had to be sure. “Where are you going with Parker, Liddie? ”
Her eyebrows came together in thought, but her eyes remained closed. “I dunno. ”
Garrett watched as she reached back for him again. He obliged by shifting on the bed to get as close as possible. She settled down, as his heartbeat quickened.
Until now.
Lydia Nichols wasn’t Parker’s regular feminine fare. She had some self-respect. Integrity. At least, Garrett was beginning to think she had. Now, as he tried to ignore the ache that embraced his passions, prior suspicions prevailed.
Was she, or wasn ’t she, as innocent as he’d hoped?
Garrett stepped forward and knocked hard on the bedside table, waiting for Liddie to awake in anger and bracing himself for a good slap in the face. It’s actually what he wanted. He needed her to leave, and the only way to get her out now was to scare her.
And he would. He ’d scare the bloody hell out of her.
He leaned over and shook the bed. Nothing.
The two pieces of lace that hung from the bra, parted in the middle to reveal her belly button – at least six inches above the top edge of her low-cut panties. The outfit provided little cover for any part of her body, let alone the hills and valleys that screamed for his interest. Garrett wiped his brow and swallowed hard.
“ Liddie!” He reached out to shake her arm.
She moved her hand in response, but didn’t open her eyes or answer. Garrett stepped back and watched her breathe, the thin lace lifting and falling with no evidence of aggravation or excitement. Liddie’s bare legs, long and smooth, remained relaxed, stretched out across the silk.
Something ’s not right.
Garrett spotted the bottle of champagne that was sitting on the end table and took a quick sniff. He didn’t smell anything dangerous, but he had no doubt that Parker had slipped her something. After all, everything had to be easy for Parker. Why would Liddie be any different?
He tapped on her leg. “Liddie?”
In one swift movement , she took a deep breath and turned on one side. The sight of her ass barely covered with the peek-a-boo fabric provoked an inconvenient throb. Garrett took a deep breath and thought about walking away. Why not leave her to Parker? Let her live with the consequences of his attentions?
Because, he reasoned, there was still some doubt as to how deeply she was involved. Until he knew for sure, there wasn ’t any way he’d leave her to that heartless moron.
Garrett lay down on the bed beside her. A faint whiff of floral played with his nose. Placing a hand on her waist, he curved his body to spoon hers, letting his groin come up to rest comfortably against the back of her barely covered butt.
“ Liddie?” He placed a hand on her hip and continued to tap firmly until she responded.
“ Mmmm?”
She was semi -conscious.
“ Why don’t you leave, Liddie?” He lifted the fabric of her panty and almost slipped two fingers beneath, before scolding himself to stop.
He shook her harder. “Liddie,” he said sternly, “Why didn’t you leave?”
“ I don’t want to,” she replied softly, with a bit of aggravation.
Garrett felt her leg stretch and lift back to rest against the lower half of his body. Her hand came up to grab his, moving it from her hip to her breast, where she pressed him to fondle. The touch of it sent a shock through Garrett. He buried his face into her neck.
No wonder why Parker drugged her. It was so damn easy.
I f Garrett were anything like Maxon, he’d rip off the nightie, throw it across the room and take her. But he wasn’t like Parker. Never would be.
He had to remind himself that if Liddie was anything like Maxon, he didn’t want her anyway. Garrett put his mouth to her ear and whispered. “Do you know where Parker’s taking you?” He rubbed her hip and bounced against her to keep her awake.
She took a deep breath. “He won’t tell me.”
A spark of relief ignited in Garrett, but he had to be sure. “Where are you going with Parker, Liddie? ”
Her eyebrows came together in thought, but her eyes remained closed. “I dunno. ”
Garrett watched as she reached back for him again. He obliged by shifting on the bed to get as close as possible. She settled down, as his heartbeat quickened.
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