A Little Bit Naughty: A Tahoe Nights Story Read Free

the dentist. The root canal that followed had put him in a very sour mood. She’d ended up playing nursemaid until she’d gotten so fed up with his lousy attitude that she’d threatened to leave him to his own devices. If she remembered correctly, he’d straightened up pretty quick.
    Jordan winked. “See what I mean?”
    Leo moved closer and took hold of the door. “Don’t you have somewhere to be, Lane?”
    Jordan held up both hands as if in surrender. “I’m already gone.”
    Amanda watched Jordan head toward his work truck. With his six-foot-plus muscular frame, hazel eyes and dark hair, Jordan was a good-looking man but not really her type. She heard Leo clear his throat. She swiveled around only to be glared at. It set her on edge.
    “If you’d rather skip lunch, that’s fine with me. I’ve got some things to take care of anyway before I can leave the store to Robin for the weekend.”
    “I don’t want to skip lunch,” he bit out. “I’m starving.”
    Her temper got the better of her. “Fine, but if you plan on snapping at me the whole time then I’d just as soon you eat alone.”
    His gaze darkened. “I’m not snapping.”
    She poked him in the chest. “Yes, you are.”
    Leo started to speak, then paused and let out a huge breath. “Sorry. Damn, I’m just having one of those days.”
    Amanda smiled and patted his cheek. “You can tell me all about it over a bowl of fettuccine.”
    Finally she was graced with his smile. She loved Leo’s smiles. He was handsome no matter what with his dark tousled hair and sun-darkened skin. It didn’t hurt that he had a workingman’s body either. He was truly the stuff of fantasies. But when he smiled it brightened up a room.
    “Sounds like a plan.” He grabbed keys from his front jeans pocket and locked up. “Have you, uh, talked to your mom yet?” he asked as they headed for his truck. Leo always insisted on driving, claiming her little Bug made him feel like he was trapped in a sardine can. Since he was six-foot-three, she supposed he had a point.
    “About bringing my boyfriend along, you mean?”
    “Yeah.”
    He held the truck door for her. “I did. She can’t wait to meet you.” When she made an attempt to step up, her skirt hindered her progress.
    “Here, let me help.”
    Leo’s strong, warm hands closed around her waist and he lifted her in the air. He’d done it hundreds of times, but for some reason it felt different this time. More intimate. When he placed her on the bench seat their gazes clashed. Leo had the most amazing green eyes. She found herself unable to look away. “Thanks,” she murmured.
    He didn’t move to shut the door. Merely stood there, staring at her…mouth, she realized. “You’re welcome,” he growled. Was he thinking about the kiss? Suddenly he stepped back and slammed the door. When he got in behind the wheel, Amanda stayed silent. No idea at all what to say, she surreptitiously peeked over at him. Her gaze landed unerringly on his thighs, then traveled upward to the fly of his jeans. And that’s when she knew the truth.
    He was hard again. Hard for her. Oh, wow.
    This is not real. We aren’t actually dating. Stop checking out his cock for crying out loud.
    All the chastising wasn’t helping a damn bit though. The truth was there in plain sight. Leo had a hard-on for her. Why? Amanda wanted to ask. Be bold enough to simply blurt it out. They were friends, weren’t they? They’d known each other for years. They talked about everything. Well, everything except sex. And they were about to go away for the weekend.
    They’d be together.
    In the same cabin.
    “You’re thinking it to death, aren’t you?”
    The sound of Leo’s deep voice broke through her musings. “Huh?”
    With both of his hands wrapped around the wheel, Leo spared her a quick glance. “Amanda, I can practically feel your panic. Why are you so worried about this?”
    She turned in the seat so she could get a better look at him. Sure