Resisting Destiny: Sullivan Brother's Book 3 - Cayson's Story (Resisting Love - Sullivan Brothers) by Chanta Rand Page B

watched the way he moved.  Watched the way his muscles rippled in his back when he reached for a glass in the cabinet. Watched the lines of his ass when he walked.  Watched his biceps bulge when he stretched. The man was fine!  And if his kiss was any indication of his lovemaking skills, it was no wonder he had women stalking him. He didn’t have to force himself on anyone.
    But he hadn’t stepped to her again after that. He’d been a ll business and sour-like. Maybe he hadn’t enjoyed the kiss as much as she had. She guessed she really shouldn’t complain. She didn’t want things to get all hot and heated with him. One kiss might lead to another, and the next thing she knew, he would discover her secret. She was too shamed to reveal that.  When he’d asked her to steer clear of him, she’d dutifully obliged.  She wasn’t going to mess up a perfectly good opportunity. All her life, she’d relied on others to keep her in their good graces.  Now, it was her turn to make things happen.
    “ You’re gonna be happy when we get our apartment,” she told La’Treece.
    “ Yeah. In the meantime, I’ll be countin’ down the days.”
    “ Where are you staying? Back at the shelter? “
    “ With some people Porter hooked me up with.”
    “ What?” Destiny pushed herself up on her elbows.  “How can you hang with him after the mess he got me in?”
    “That was an accident. He explained everything it to me.”
    She forced away needles of irritation that pricked her skin. “I wish he would have extended the same courtesy to me.”
    “ Oh, listen to you using big phrases,” La’Treece mocked.  “I wish he would have extended the same courtesy .”
    “ I mean, I just wish he woulda told me instead of you. I’m the one he owes the explanation to.”
    “ Well, I’m passing along the message for him.” She paused, and the tension between them was noticeably present again. “I gotta go, girl. Talk to you later.”
    Destiny hung up. She’d learned early in life to trust her intuition instead of trusting people. Her intuition never failed her. And right now, something didn’t feel right. She gnawed on her bottom lip. She didn’t have the answer right now, but she knew it would be revealed soon. She got up and ran the water for her shower. Her professional life was taking shape at last. As for her personal life–she’d never felt more alone than she did now.

Chapter 7
     
    “Case dismissed!”
    The s ound of the gavel striking the block signaled the judge’s final decision. Cayson’s smug smile of satisfaction could be seen from a mile away. Destiny was happy for him. He’d worked hard, and he was seeing the fruits of his labor on this case. From her seat in the second row of the courtroom, she watched him confidently stride to where his client sat and shake the man’s meaty hand. Not so long ago, she sat in a similar position, her heart thumping wildly as Cayson defended her. She was sure his ridiculously wealthy client hadn’t lost one wink of sleep over this case. He was used to things going his way. He probably knew this time would be no different. Destiny wondered how it felt to know everything in life would work out the way you wanted it.
    Cayson closed his briefcase and shot a glance in her direction.  His smile was infectious, and she grinned.  She placed a palm over her stomach, squashing the nervous flutter that had chosen that moment to make an appearance. It seemed lately Cayson couldn’t look at her without her pulse racing and her heart flip-flopping.
    What the hell is wrong with me? A guy gives me one kiss and suddenly I can’t function? Get it together, girl!
    She shook the feeling off, keeping her perfect smile in place. She ’d been working hard too. Since the day Cayson had pushed a stack of files into her arms, and recruited her as his temporary assistant, she’d been helping him with the administrative pieces of this case. She’d even accompanied him to court, watching his