Explosion of Love (The Armstrongs Book 6) Read Free

she spotted a new tattoo on his right arm . But out of all his gorgeousness Samantha loved his eyes best. At first sight they showed a warm chocolate brown, but upon closer inspection, one could see green spots around each pupil. She’d seen them change color thousands of times, giving away his current mood.
    For some reason, considering the changing of his eye color made her stomach flutter. He has beautiful eyes. There’s no harm in admiring them.
    Grant had been the proverbial bad boy throughout high school. His popularity as starter on the football team, and his good looks, had made him the coveted prize for every girl who wanted a go with one of the cute jocks.
    Every girl at their school had a crush on him, and more than one was envious that Samantha was his friend, even though she and Grant hadn’t even so much as kissed. After a while it became known that she was his best friend – platonic friend, that is – and several girls befriended her for the sole reason to get near to him.
     
    They wouldn’t have had to bother, because Grant had never discriminated and had eagerly taken every girl who’d offered herself. He’d have sex with her once and then rush on to the next one.
    Samantha had never minded his ever-revolving bedroom door. While she’d been in love with him since the age of six, she was way too young to even think of having sex. What she had with him was special. Better than sharing his bed. He was her soulmate.
    But she had teased frequently about his willingness to date anything in a skirt. It wasn’t meant in a jealous way, and at the time, she’d been dead-on in her assessment. Grant had loved the attention he got from the girls at school and saw no reason not to take advantage of it.
    She looked at him now. He was hot. Pure sex. A searing pain stabbed through her heart at the thought of another woman sharing his bed. Something had definitely changed.
    They reached his truck and he swung her suitcase with one easy movement into the back of his pickup, exposing more of his tattoo. Samantha hissed. How much hotter can that man look?
    Her suitcase settled between the jumbled mess of tools, cables, and other stuff she didn’t even try to identify. When he came back around to the passenger side, intent on opening her door for her, she balked.
    She tried to protest. “What are you doing?”
    “What does it look like? I’m opening your door.”
    “You don’t need to do that,” she insisted, reaching for the door handle herself.
    But Grant wasn’t having any of that. He pushed her hand away and then pinned her with the stare of his gorgeous eyes that now showed annoyance. “Sam, if you want to ride in my truck, you have to accept that I’m going to treat you like the lady you are.”
    When it was put that way, she didn’t even try to protest again. She inclined her head towards him, waiting while he opened the door and then held her elbow while she stepped up into the cab of the vehicle.
    “Thank you, kind sir.” She grinned at him as he shut the door. Coming here was a good idea. Grant is exactly what I need to be happy again.
    He climbed into the other side and asked her, “Care to tell me what happened?”
    She flinched. “Today I…” Her voice broke and she had to pause a few moments. Don’t cry . She turned toward him and the concern in his eyes swept over her. “Can we talk about that later, please?”
    His eyes turned even darker with worry, but he nodded. “Sure.”
    After several moments of silence, he asked, “Where will you stay if your family is not supposed to know you’re here?”
    That question had her pausing. Gosh, I didn’t even think about that! Way to go, Sam. In your rush to get away from the debris field of your former life, you forgot to plan for the future.
    “Uhh…ahh…I…haven’t thought about that
    “Sounds like you, first acting and then thinking.”
    She boxed him in his biceps, but he shrugged her off and laughed.
    Before she realized it, she