The 5-Year Plan (Friends to Lovers Romance Book 1) by Cara Nelson Page B
Authors: Cara Nelson
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gorgeous when you’re in a huff. And I have to thank Sue next time I see her.”
She shook her head. He longed to put his fingers into those silky strands, to inhale her sweet scent. But she’d made it clear this wasn’t the time.
Pulling her hand away, she made a fist and gave his chest a light punch. “See, you’re making a joke of it already.”
Trent tilted his head. “You’re not getting just how serious I am. The joke would be if we didn’t do something about this.” He gestured between them.
She stepped away and headed into the living room. Trent followed her. Flopping down on the couch, she crossed her arms and looked up at him. “I am not becoming another notch on your belt.”
He pulled back. “Don’t you realize love and lust are two different things? Sure, I’m salivating over the thought of running my hands over that luscious body of yours, but you could never be that.”
She lifted her chin. “I bet you said the same thing to Sin-Cynthia.”
“She’s history, Tori. We broke up two months ago.”
Both her eyebrows lifted. “And Darling Sarah?”
“That was last year!” He spread his hands wide. “Haven’t seen her since.”
“And exotic Jasmine?”
“Way before Sarah. And why are you naming all my ex-girlfriends? What do they have to do with this?”
“And lovely Ria and tiny Tina?” She thumped her bare feet on the rug. “Do you see where I’m going with this?”
“Haven’t got a clue. I have a past and it’s not hidden from anyone. But if I am with you, I’d never look at another woman. You know I mean that. I’ve never been the type to cheat. And I broke up with those girls because none of those relationships ever amounted to much. But I am impressed you remember their names. It’s kind of touching that you’ve been paying attention.”
Standing, she headed for him. He opened his arms wide, thinking she was planning to walk into his arms. She grabbed his shoulder, turned him, and pushed him toward the door. “Your love life has been more than colorful. And I don’t want to be just another shade in your rainbow. Now move. Call me tomorrow and we’ll talk catching bad guy plans.” She opened the door.
He wanted to fight, but he knew when Tori had that set to her jaw and her mouth tugged down on the corners that he wasn’t going to change her mind. He stepped out of the apartment. He might have lost this round, but this was one war still being waged. And he wasn’t going to give up so easy. Turning, he saw her leaning on the door frame.
She gave him a small smile. “That is, if you’re still helping me?”
“Of course I am.”
“Good. See you tomorrow.” She banged the door closed before he could get in another word. Trent scratched his head. What had just happened? Had she told him she liked him, or had she shoved him out like so much unwanted trash? The woman was more than a puzzle. But he couldn’t deny those kisses—no one kissed like that without more than a fire going.
He lifted a hand and pressed it on the door.
He knew this was unlike his usual behavior. But on the other side of that door was Tori—for her, he did the impossible. Which meant, as far as she was concerned, he was willing to take it as slow as she liked. He wasn’t going to give up on nailing her—or on nailing the person who had framed her.
Chapter Five
Trent suffered a restless night. And a worse day. He couldn’t concentrate, and then he got dragged into an afternoon meeting with a new hardware vendor that left him bored and wishing himself anywhere else. Finally, he had to admit to the truth—he wanted Victoria in his bed. But was she right? Would they have great sex and butt heads over everything else? Would they end up trashing their friendship in exchange for satisfying their urges? He had to admit that what she’d said had shaken him—but those kisses. Oh, man could that woman kiss. He couldn’t walk away from that. But where did that leave
She shook her head. He longed to put his fingers into those silky strands, to inhale her sweet scent. But she’d made it clear this wasn’t the time.
Pulling her hand away, she made a fist and gave his chest a light punch. “See, you’re making a joke of it already.”
Trent tilted his head. “You’re not getting just how serious I am. The joke would be if we didn’t do something about this.” He gestured between them.
She stepped away and headed into the living room. Trent followed her. Flopping down on the couch, she crossed her arms and looked up at him. “I am not becoming another notch on your belt.”
He pulled back. “Don’t you realize love and lust are two different things? Sure, I’m salivating over the thought of running my hands over that luscious body of yours, but you could never be that.”
She lifted her chin. “I bet you said the same thing to Sin-Cynthia.”
“She’s history, Tori. We broke up two months ago.”
Both her eyebrows lifted. “And Darling Sarah?”
“That was last year!” He spread his hands wide. “Haven’t seen her since.”
“And exotic Jasmine?”
“Way before Sarah. And why are you naming all my ex-girlfriends? What do they have to do with this?”
“And lovely Ria and tiny Tina?” She thumped her bare feet on the rug. “Do you see where I’m going with this?”
“Haven’t got a clue. I have a past and it’s not hidden from anyone. But if I am with you, I’d never look at another woman. You know I mean that. I’ve never been the type to cheat. And I broke up with those girls because none of those relationships ever amounted to much. But I am impressed you remember their names. It’s kind of touching that you’ve been paying attention.”
Standing, she headed for him. He opened his arms wide, thinking she was planning to walk into his arms. She grabbed his shoulder, turned him, and pushed him toward the door. “Your love life has been more than colorful. And I don’t want to be just another shade in your rainbow. Now move. Call me tomorrow and we’ll talk catching bad guy plans.” She opened the door.
He wanted to fight, but he knew when Tori had that set to her jaw and her mouth tugged down on the corners that he wasn’t going to change her mind. He stepped out of the apartment. He might have lost this round, but this was one war still being waged. And he wasn’t going to give up so easy. Turning, he saw her leaning on the door frame.
She gave him a small smile. “That is, if you’re still helping me?”
“Of course I am.”
“Good. See you tomorrow.” She banged the door closed before he could get in another word. Trent scratched his head. What had just happened? Had she told him she liked him, or had she shoved him out like so much unwanted trash? The woman was more than a puzzle. But he couldn’t deny those kisses—no one kissed like that without more than a fire going.
He lifted a hand and pressed it on the door.
He knew this was unlike his usual behavior. But on the other side of that door was Tori—for her, he did the impossible. Which meant, as far as she was concerned, he was willing to take it as slow as she liked. He wasn’t going to give up on nailing her—or on nailing the person who had framed her.
Chapter Five
Trent suffered a restless night. And a worse day. He couldn’t concentrate, and then he got dragged into an afternoon meeting with a new hardware vendor that left him bored and wishing himself anywhere else. Finally, he had to admit to the truth—he wanted Victoria in his bed. But was she right? Would they have great sex and butt heads over everything else? Would they end up trashing their friendship in exchange for satisfying their urges? He had to admit that what she’d said had shaken him—but those kisses. Oh, man could that woman kiss. He couldn’t walk away from that. But where did that leave
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