Loving Lies by Lora Leigh Page A

started getting ugly with Billy, but there hadn’t been time. The regulars to the parties were very protective of the women there, though with both her and Slade missing, they should have been able to put two and two together fairly easy.
    She leaned against his chest as he locked the door to the RV and held her close. The RVs parked on each side of Slade’s and the motors were cut.
    â€œZack needs to find a woman.” She grinned. “He worries too much about the rest of us. It would give him something else to do.”
    Slade chuckled, his cheek brushing against her hair as he bent to smooth his lips down her neck. She loved how often he touched her, always wanting her next to him, his fingers playing with her hair, his lips never far away. He didn’t crowd her and many times had wanted nothing more than to just hold her. It sent a warmth flowing through her and filled all the empty places inside she had never known could exist.
    â€œDid you drive in or do you need a ride?” His hand splayed over her stomach, his fingers rubbing against it lazily as he watched Jazz move from the driver’s seat of the RV.
    â€œA ride.” She had ridden in with friends. “I could call someone.” She didn’t want to presume, didn’t want to put him in a position that he had to offer more than he was willing to give right now.
    â€œI have the bike. I’ll take you home then run back to my place and shower and change. We could go out and eat.”
    â€œOr I could fix something?” She glanced back at him. “I’m a decent cook.”
    A slow smile curved his lips. “Even better. Then I could have you for dessert.”
    Heat exploded through her body, tightening her breasts further, sending her juices flowing from her pussy. God, she was so pathetic. All it took was a smile to send her into meltdown.
    â€œSounds perfect to me.” It sounded more than perfect. Another night to hold him close. She could deal with that. Easily.
    â€œReady to roll?” He flashed her a wicked smile as Jazz and Zack were opening their doors and coming from the RVs.
    â€œWhenever you are.” She glanced back at Jazz, his arms crossed over his dark chest, a fierce frown contorting his handsome face. He didn’t look pleased.
    â€œHey, Jazz.” Slade paused, his arm dropping from her, his body tensing as the other man grunted, his dark blue eyes going over Jessie first then Slade.
    â€œHey, Slade,” he finally drawled. “I think tomorrow I’ll teach you how to use that radio you keep in that RV. You know, for little warnings when you kidnap pretty little girls.”
    â€œI kidnapped him.” Jessie laughed back at the fierce visage, in no way threatened or frightened of him. “Come on, Jazz, you don’t think I’m pretty enough to make a man forget to call first?”
    She admitted that the knowledge Slade hadn’t thought to do something that should have been second nature to him, pleased her. She had held his attention, completely.
    A smile twitched Jazz’s lips. “Girl, you’re pretty enough to make a grown man forget his own name.” His gaze flickered back to Slade, humor finally lighting the dark depths. “She’s dangerous, buddy, you better watch out for her.”
    â€œI intend to do just that.” Slade’s arm slipped around her once again. “A very close eye.”
    Jessie winked at Jazz, a reminder of the warning she had given him the year before—that Slade was hers, and one day, one way, she would prove it.
    The other man shook his head, his arms dropping from his chest before he wagged a finger at her.
    â€œYou’re a bad girl, Jessie,” he grunted. “Your daddy should have spanked you more when you were little.”
    â€œWell, if he gets lucky, maybe I’ll let Slade take care of that minor bit of discipline.” She held back her smile as Jazz’s eyes dilated with