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Courting Trouble excerpt

Excerpt from Courting Trouble
by Kimberly Dean


“Can I see your ankle?” Sienna asked softly.

The question came from out of the blue, surprising even her. She hadn’t meant to ask, but that limp, negligible as it was, made her stomach hurt.

Jason’s good humor faded as he looked at her. She saw the guard come up in his eyes, but also the questions. The glass and brass clock on the far wall went tick, tick, tick.

Dropping her feet to the floor, Sienna patted her lap.

With an uncomfortable shrug, he turned and propped himself up against the other end of the couch. He dropped his bare feet onto her lap and lifted his coffee cup, saluting her.

Yet she could feel the tension in him as she tentatively touched his shin.

“It’s hurting you this morning,” she whispered.

He watched her steadily. “Not that bad.”

“I should make you amend the contract so you’re not allowed to pick me up or carry me.”

He scowled. “Are you trying to start a fight?”

“No.” She traced her fingers along the scar on his right ankle and tried not to envision the horrible play where he’d been injured. She’d watched it once online, and she hadn’t been able to get it out of her head since. It had made her cringe, and it had made her cry.

“I’ll stay the day, if that’s what you want,” she said.

“I want.”

The muscles leading up to his calf were tight. She instinctively began to massage them to get them to loosen.

A sound came from the back of his throat.

She looked at him sharply. “Should I stop?”

The heat burning in his eyes told her she’d better not.

Liquid molasses began swimming through her veins, sweet and warm. The worries and reservations that had been giving her a stomachache eased. Their arrangement might be unusual, but, in a way, he was right. That contract had freed her to do things she normally would never do. Like pull the thorn out of the angry lion’s paw.

Or explore her sexuality in ways she’d never dared before.

Her breath was shaky as she warmed his cold toes. He was offering his most vulnerable side to her right now, simply because she’d asked. He’d told her he didn’t trust women, and she understood why.

But he was trusting her.

Neither of them said a word. They simply moved as one, he dropping his feet to the floor and she climbing across the cushions so she could straddle his lap.

Her eyelids became heavy when his hands slid under his hockey jersey to cup her bottom. She hadn’t bothered to put on anything underneath it.

“I’m sorry about the way I went about it, but I’m not sorry I’ve got you in my bed,” he said, low and firm. His fingers bit deeper into her flesh as he pulled her forward until her knees sank into the cushions behind him.

Sienna grabbed the back of the sofa on either side of him. “Nina said you’d hired escorts through Luxxor before. Have you negotiated other exclusive contracts?”

His expression darkened. “Hell, no.”

She relaxed. He was changing her. Not only did the crassness not offend her, it made her happy.


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