Free Broken Justice (Justice Brothers) by Suzanne Halliday Page A

do something, anything , besides acting like a teenager with a bad case of hormones, Lacey moved to arrange the blankets and was immediately thrown for a loop at the sight of the prominent bulge in his shorts. He was watching her closely, something he seemed to do a lot. Far from being embarrassed by the obvious state of arousal he was in, Cameron challenged her with a quirked eyebrow.
    Pretending nothing was amiss proved more difficult than she thought when he moved to take the blanket from her frozen hands. “Here, let me get that,” he muttered swinging the soft material over his hips. She blushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head when he rumbled out a very sexy, “Sorry ’bout that,” followed by a less than discreet rearranging of the covering so that his erection wasn’t quite so evident. Yeah , she thought, fat chance of that.
    Lacey silently muttered, “ I’m in deep doo-doo” at the pathetic way she was reacting. She had zero experience in the ways of men and here she was losing her cool with this guy. No, this man . An older man if she was judging things correctly. Men like the dark knight lounging by her side didn’t get involved with naïve innocents such as her. All this moony-eyed nonsense made her look like a fool. Men like Cameron Justice exuded an intoxicating maleness that undoubtedly made all women swoon. He probably dated supermodels and wouldn’t have any trouble whatsoever finding beautiful, sexy women to share his bed. She figured he was mid-thirties and so far out of her league it would be laughable.
    Cam watched the play of thoughts and emotions on her face and noted them all. He didn’t think she’d be thrilled to know that he could read her like a detailed recipe. She’d obviously had little experience dealing with men judging by her complete lack of artifice when it came to hiding her reactions. The thought shouldn’t have been so deeply satisfying, but it was. Something inside him warmed at the notion that she was struggling with the same awareness for him that he was experiencing for her.
    He could also plainly see that she was embarrassed and out of her comfort zone. Cam wanted to calm her before she panicked and ran. The last thing he wanted was for the Ponytail to vanish before his eyes. She intrigued him and shook up his cautious reserve. Made him see shadows of things he dared not dream of. Truth be told, he was also out of his comfort zone. The growing sexual tension sparked in the silence stretching between them. Say something you idiot , his mind screamed. Say something before she bolts.
    Quickly standing, she snatched up her jeans and deftly slid them on with her back to him. Turning around as she worked her hands through the messy hair falling around her shoulders, she pulled it back and secured it with a band all without making any eye contact.
    Get her talking , Cam thought. Get her talking and everything will be alright . “Come back and sit down, Lacey,” he rumbled as he moved his legs aside to make a space for her at his side. When she looked at him, clear surprise at his commanding tone etched on her face, he held out his hand and gestured for her. “Tell me what’s happened,” he said nonchalantly hoping his laidback questions would circumvent her impulse to shut down and run for the hills. “How long was I out?” he asked matter-of-factly and then waited expectantly for her next move.
    Lacey looked everywhere around the room except at Cameron, from the drawn curtains to the TV by the sofa. She noted the container on the nightstand filled with cool water that she’d stroked over his burning skin. She saw her backpack on the floor. She considered his clothes piled on the floor and took stock of how his half-naked presence was wreaking havoc on her nerves.
    She was drawn to him and though she had no idea what the heck she was doing, or why, Lacey let a thread of control slip from her hands as she responded to his command and moved silently to