Jared: Red, Hot, & Blue, Book 4 by Cat Johnson Page B

raised the throttle and flew across the field so fast he was nearly bounced out of the seat when he hit a bump. When he was close enough to the barn, he abandoned the tractor. Turning it off right on the road where it stood, he pulled up the brake and hopped down. Jared walked as slowly as he could make himself and met her in front of the building where she’d parked her car.
    Mandy’s eyes were narrowed. She was huffing and puffing and looking so angry and adorable at the same time, he had to smile. She slapped a paper against his chest. Grabbing it before it fluttered to the ground, Jared saw it was the consent form he’d signed the night before.
    “Did you sign that form just because I had sex with you?” The fury radiated off her.
    He raised a brow and decided to tease her. “No. Did you sleep with me just so I’d sign the form?”
    “No. You arrogant bastard. What the hell do you think I am?” She was working her way into quite a rant.
    Lord, she was so hot when she was angry. Jared couldn’t contain his attraction for his little hellcat any longer. Capturing her face in his hands, Jared crashed his lips into hers.
    Still trying to yell at him, she mumbled what were probably more insults against his mouth for a second until she gave herself to the kiss. She leaned into him and soon the only sound was her soft groan as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her body pressed against his.
    Jared was tempted to take her right there against the tractor until Mandy pulled away. “Do you really think I slept with you so you’d sign the form?”
    He shook his head. “No. I never even considered that for a second.”
    “And you didn’t sign because we had sex?”
    Jared shook his head. “Nope.”
    Mandy looked up at him with a frown. “Then why did you sign?”
    “I realized you were right. This town could use the business, and who the hell am I to stop them?”
    “Really?”
    “Really. Besides, how could I not sign after I read your notes calling me a cutie and a hottie.” Jared waggled his eyebrows suggestively and had to deflect her hands as she slapped at his chest.
    “You read my notes? Ooo, you are so infuriating.” Her lips looked particularly tempting when she pursed them in anger.
    He laughed and caught her hands in his. “And you are irresistible when you’re mad. I plan on getting you angry as often as I can.”
    She shook her head. “You really know how to push my buttons, Jared Gordon.”
    Jared growled low in his throat and dipped his head low and close to hers. “I’d like a chance to get to push your buttons again real soon.”
    Leaning in to close the final distance separating them, he kissed her for not nearly long enough. She pulled back.
    Her chest rose and fell beneath the silky top as she breathed in deeply. She shook her head. “This is impossible. I shouldn’t have gotten involved with you at all, but we definitely can’t be together once the taping starts.”
    “Fine, if it’s a choice between being with you or taping this show, the decision is easy.” He hadn’t needed to consider that for very long at all. Grasping the consent form with two hands, he was about to rip it in half when she stopped him.
    “Wait.” Mandy laid a hand on his.
    He paused, waiting.
    After a moment of consideration, she let out a huff of breath. “We’ll figure something out.”
    He wanted clarification before he released his hold on her precious consent form. “What exactly does that mean?”
    Mandy sighed so deeply it was like the weight of the world was on her shoulders. “It means that we have to be very discreet, and we may have to sneak around after hours, but we can probably swing some time together once the crew is here.”
    He broke out into a delighted grin. Sneaking around sounded like fun. He hadn’t “snuck” since he was a teen. He nodded and handed the paper back to her. “Okay then. But I’m gonna hold you to that.”
    She folded it neatly in thirds and slipped it