One Night with Sole Regret 02 Tempt Me Read Free Page B

His heart skipped
a beat. When her gaze located him, her pretty blue eyes lit up and
a welcoming smile spread across her lovely face. Of all the people
he knew, she was the only one who looked at him like that. The only one. She openly
showed him how happy she was to see him, not because he was the
lead guitarist of Sole Regret, not because she might gain notoriety
or expensive gifts by associating with a rock star, but because she
genuinely liked him for who he was. On the inside. Totally baffling.
    Adam had no idea what she saw in him.
When they’d met, he’d been at rock bottom. In the hospital
recovering from a near-fatal overdose, he’d looked like hell. He’d
felt like shit. He’d been so pissed off at the world and everyone
in it that he’d acted like a complete asshole. Madison had talked
to him for hours, never criticized, never given up on him, just
talked. And more importantly, she’d listened. Not because she had
to as part of her job, but as if she gave a shit. About him. About
his problems. His pain and anger. She didn’t trivialize any of it.
She was the only reason he even tried to stay clean. The thought of
disappointing her tore him up inside.
    Clutching a plastic
container of what he hoped was cookies, Madison hurried to his
table, her sexy boots clomping across the tile floor. Damn, she
rocked those boots. Her long legs were well muscled from years of
riding. Seeing them made him want her on his lap. Riding . Adam’s blood went
hot and flooded his groin.
    “ Oh gosh,” she said. “Am I
late? I hope you haven’t been waiting long.”
    “ You’re right on time,” he
said. “I was early.” He’d practically sprinted from the bus and
into the limo, but she didn’t need to know that. She thought he was
cool.
    Madison leaned toward him to offer a
chaste kiss, which he gladly accepted. Mmm. She was so sweet and
pure. And so easily corruptible. Adam’s hand moved to the back of
her head as he coaxed her lips apart with his, seeking the deep,
intimate kiss he craved. His tongue brushed hers, savoring the
minty flavor of her mouth. She produced a throaty moan of longing.
Fuck, she was sensual. And so unaware of her sensuality. He got off
on awakening it in her again and again. Of discovering what she
found pleasing—which usually surprised them both. It didn’t take
much to bring out Madison’s naughty side and have her seeking new
experiences. Adam let himself believe she showed her hidden side to
him alone, because if any other man tempted her into getting down
and dirty, he’d feel obligated to break the dude’s face. Then his
nuts. Then his face again.
    “ I missed you,” she
whispered when he drew away.
    His heart warmed, and he grinned. He
knew the feeling. “You did?”
    She nodded and cupped his
jaw, rubbing her thumb across his cheek as if she cherished him.
She was the only one who ever made him feel cherished. The only one. She held
his gaze as she asked, “Have you been taking care of
yourself?”
    He knew what she was really
asking. Have you been clean and
sober?
    “ Mostly.”
    She leveled him with an assessing
glare, and he wanted to crawl under the table.
    “ You're supposed to call me
when you get those urges,” she said.
    He’d rather call her when he had
different urges. She had to be sick of listening to his
problems.
    Madison set her container on the
table, slid into the booth across from him and took both of his
hands in hers. She was the most caring person he'd ever met. He
didn't understand how she handled being a substance abuse
counselor. She'd seen more than one of her clients die of an
overdose. She’d been yelled at, cursed out and even hit a few
times. Some refused her help. Others took advantage of her
infallible kindness. Madison took all of those occurrences as a
personal affront, but instead of letting them destroy her, she used
them as fuel. Her strength astounded him.
    “ Talk,” she insisted,
holding his gaze with hers.
    He diverted his eyes to