Page 10 of One Wild Night
He all but rejoiced when she said she was leaving him, and, within five minutes of her leaving, he dragged that redhead that had secured herself to his lap off to his car where he practically devoured her. And the redhead wasn’t the only one thatnight.
He’d been a fool, and, as Abi held his gaze now, shame filled him. That night was the last time he saw her. It was the reason for the coldness she gavehim.
She looked away again, and he returned his focus to theroad.
“Is it safe for me to ask why Margo’s stuck in Phoenix, or do I have to drag it out of you?” heasked.
Charm. It was the one asset that never let him down. He could charm his way into anything and use it to melt most women. At one point, he’d been able to meltAbi.
“I’m certain if she wants you to know, she’ll call you.” She’d resumed her disregard of him and kept her focusoutside.
He laughed. “Wow is this seriously how we’re going to be,Babydoll?”
She cut him a crude glance. “Scott, some things are private. I’m simply accompanying you for the convenience of the lift and a quicker route to my friend. Please don’t ask me anythingelse.”
He smiled and looked at her as they stopped for the traffic lights. “So, what happened? Is Gale in trouble? I reckon she ran away or something.” Yup, he was totally ignoring the warning, much to herdismay.
She adjusted herself so that she could face the window more, and ignore him, but he knew how to get under herskin.
“That’s a better view of your sweetass.”
That did the trick.Quickly, she shuffled around again and scowled at him. “What is your problem,Scott?”
“What? I don’t know what you mean, baby. If your ass is fine, it’s fine. I’m just telling you.” He laughed at her and ran his gaze back to the side of that sweet ass he remembered so well. There were several favorite parts to love onher.
On that thought, his eyes went to her full, very hefty breasts that looked even more defined against the slimness in her waist and hips. He’d noticed straightaway that her body looked more toned, as if she worked out, which he guessed she musthave.
“My God, Scott, could you be any more of a pervert?” She looked completelyappalled.
“It’s not my fault you look the way you do.” He chuckled and lookedaway.
“You are so annoying.” She opened her little purse and searched around inside. She then pulled out a bottle of Tylenol and popped twoout.
“What’s wrong withyou?”
“Migraine, thanks to the blockheaded jock sitting next to me.” She put the tablets in her mouth and swallowedthem.
“Doll, you should seriously have water with that, andfood.”
“I’m fine.” She raised her hand to her head andwinced.
He had an idea. Scott pulled off the main road and careened down towards the intersection. It was early. He’d wanted to get to the hotel as early as possible so skipped breakfast, something he never normally did -- especially now that he was supposed to be getting himself back in shape and in routine to start training for the newseason.
This morning he slept through his alarm and woke up an hour later thanplanned.
“Scott, where are we going? This is heading into town.” She looked aboutthem.
“Breakfast. I’m taking you to breakfast,” he answered firmly and pretended not to notice the look of disdain she threw hisway.
“What? No, we need to getMargo.”
“Doll, Margo is fine where she is. There’s no way we’re driving for more than half a day on empty. Have you eatenyet?”
She sighed with frustration. “I haven’t. We can’t staylong.”
“We stay as long as we need. You know breakfast is the most important meal of the day. We have to keep that fine body of yours in good condition,” hechuckled.
Her shoulders slumped. “Scott, if this is how you’re going to be on this trip, it would definitely be best for me to hire acar.”
