Free Operation: Tempt Me by Christina James

more
intimate. Looking at another woman on his muscles while Cambrie made love to
him would really be a killjoy. It was supposed to be her…did he think she was
born yesterday? She didn’t take him as a man to play head games but, then
again, she still had to get to know him.
    “Well, it’s
good to see that you’re not arguing with me, Cambrie. Shows you’re thinking
about what I just said. Good for you. Now your young man is waiting. Go to him.
I’ll still be here in this prison when you can visit again.” Aunt Annabelle
held her gaze on Cambrie.
    “Fine. I’ll
get going but you, Auntie, had better follow the rules. Just the other day, Mr.
Hackler commented on how you were one of the last true Southern Belles. You
wouldn’t want to damage that reputation by causing trouble. Would you?”
    Aunt
Annabelle’s mouth dropped open. “Now that’s not playing fair.”
    Cambrie
smiled. At least she could get through to her aunt when it involved people’s
perception of her. “Sure it is. Behave and you have nothing to worry about.”
Cambrie kissed her cheek. “I’ll call tomorrow and come by soon.”
    “I can’t wait
to hear stories about Miller.”
    Cambrie
waltzed from the room before her blazing cheeks could stir up more questions.
No one would ever guess the wicked sexual fantasies Cambrie kept hidden deep
inside her. They’d think she was some kind of freak.
    Walking into
the waiting room, she caught a glimpse of Miller standing at the window peering
out. When he turned and smiled, Cambrie no longer cared what anyone thought.
She wanted Miller and planned to fulfill all of her fantasies if he’d allow it.
    “All set?” he
asked, striding toward her.
    She smiled.
“I am now. Let’s head home and see if we can find where we left off.”

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Eight
     
    “What’s
in the box, Cambrie?” Miller asked, hovering over Cambrie’s shoulder while she
attempted to push the box to the far side of her kitchen counter.
    Of all the
things she hadn’t had time to put away, it had to be the sex toys delivered
last week. Before she could stop him, he picked up the box and studied it. Now
that shouldn’t have been a problem since the company used a discreet business
name on the return address label. But Cambrie jumping at him like he had stolen
her diary had stirred his curiosity. He hadn’t stop badgering her since they
walked through the front door five minutes ago.
    “None of your
business,” she said, hoping her carefree reply threw him off of his nosy quest.
“Are you hungry? I’m afraid all I have is frozen pizza or pasta.”
    “Oh, I’m very
hungry. But not for food, darling.” The glimmer in his dark brown eyes sent a
delicious tingle down her spine as memories of where they had left things
re-surfaced.
    “Mmmm. I do
like the sound of that, Miller. Kiss me.”
    The devilish
smile creeping across his face held warning. “Sure. Open the box first.”
    Christ, did
he never let up? “Why are you so fascinated with that box when you could be
dragging me into the bedroom to drive me wild like you promised?” She hoped the
purr in her voice would be enough to force him to concentrate on her instead.
She’d much rather open her package in private to discreetly have the toys in a
drawer in the bedroom for their use. She shouldn’t have put off doing that.
Damn!
    His finger
swooped over her ear to push her hair behind it. The innocent touch sent a
blistering shock wave through her body. Shivering was a reaction she couldn’t
stop as his gaze remained on hers. “I’m betting there are some things in that
box that will help me drive you wild, baby.”
    She gasped.
How the heck could he have guessed that?
    His knuckles
skimmed her cheek, the warmth of her skin heating more by his touch. “And by
this pretty blush on your cheeks, I’d say I figured out your dirty little
secret, Cambrie. I might add here that I like dirty.”
    A battle
between embarrassment and annoyance grew within