“Well? What am I hiding?” she challengedhim.
He opened his mouth as if to speak, then swallowed again. Shutting his mouth, his eyes wandered to her lips and it was over. The window of vulnerability shuttered as quickly as a summer shower blown away by thewind.
“Nothing. Nothing at all.” His gaze turned lusty as he licked his lips. His sexy grin was back, and he tilted his head toward his trailer. “How about we talk inthere?”
Linx raised her hand as if to slap the cheeky grin off his face, but she didn’t strike him. “I’m no longer interested in what you have to offer. Goodbye, Grady. I’ve finally seen you for what you are. A selfish, self-centered, heartlessjerk.”
Lightning flashed, thunder boomed, and this time, the rain started topour.
* * *
She’d called him a jerk!
Grady Hart was not a jerk.Never.
He prided himself on playing by the rules and treating everyone fairly. He was spectacular in bed, he gave into their fantasies, even said the right things to give them mind-blowing climaxes, but he’d never promised anyone a relationship or afuture.
He was a rolling stone—they knew it and they all were okay with it because they were so eager to get in bed withhim.
But count on women to renege and pull emotionalblackmail.
Maybe shehadbeen pregnant. Maybe it had even been his, although the dates were off. The case was closed. There was no baby, and it shouldn’t matter what she did withit.
A woman’s choice.Right?
That was assuming it wasn’t a false scare with nothing coming of it. Which was what she’d toldhim.
He didn’t need answers out ofnothing.
Jerk indeed. If she told him it was nothing, then why was he a jerk for not believingher?
He could barely close his mouth at the audacity of Miss Linx Colson calling him a jerk as she stalked off in the rain toward herSUV.
She cut a sight to make men drool. A swaying ass over mile-long legs, lush enough curves over slender muscles, and hair that draped like a silk curtain over his face while she rode on top ofhim.
She was also strong and challenging, and the fact that she called him a jerk was like throwing a red cape in front of a ragingbull.
“Sasha!” he called as his dog jogged afterLinx.
The dog looked back, but didn’t break astride.
“Sasha!” he called again, then threw up his hands. He wasn’t going to lose his pride by going after the dog. That meant dealing with the likes of a woman who’d called him ajerk.
Turning his back, he made his way to his trailer to get out of the rain. It was a perfectly good place to brood and curse hisfate.
Of all the women in the world, why was he tied into knots by one he didn’t evenlike?
He heard a barking whine and turned for one lastlook.
“Stay!” Linx commanded Sasha. The dog sat on the wet ground, ten feet from the SUV as Linx got into the driver’sseat.
“Wooo… woof!” Sasha whined again, wagging her tail. She was clearly an obedient dog, and she was waiting for Linx to give her the “all clear” command, signaling it was okay for her to approach thevehicle.
Instead, Linx turned on the ignition and backed out of the parking spot. The dog still sat, her ears upright and eyes fixated on Linx, waiting for a treat orpraise.
The SUV made a three-point turn and barreled its way down the steepdriveway.
“Woof. Woof.” Sasha barked, at first not believing Linx wouldn’treturn.
