Free Caitlin's Hero by Donna Gallagher Page A

loan them to him. All the while, Brodie greedily held on to his angel’s hand. It was warm and so delicate in comparison to his. Caitlin’s fingers were long and slender with short, well-groomed pink nails. Brodie just wanted to suck and lick every single one of those precious digits.
    The image of doing that made Brodie groan, the sound coming out louder than he’d intended. He was truly stunned when his angel dragged his hand towards her lips and kissed each of his fingers tenderly. It was at that exact moment that Brodie knew he was a goner. Would he ever get enough of this woman? He didn’t think he would, even if she was his forever. He just hoped her parents wouldn’t object, or be concerned about the age difference. One thing was certain—Brodie would do everything in his power to win them over, and he already knew he had an ally in Riley.
    He parked the car in the garage. Caitlin stayed in her seat and waited for him to come around and open her door. He was pleased about that. Riley, of course, had jumped from the car the moment it had stopped. The kid was a ball of energy and had taken off to look at the view outside .
    Brodie lovingly lifted Caitlin from the car, brushing his lips gently and quickly over hers. He let her body slide down his, enjoying the feel of her as she made her way over his chest, hips, crotch and thighs. He took her hand and headed up the private outdoor stairway that led to his balcony and door. He was pleased to notice both Caitlin and Riley stopped to admire the spectacular view of the Parramatta River.
    After a few minutes, the pair joined him inside his apartment. Riley went immediately to the large DVD cabinet that held Brodie’s extensive collection, where he emitted various sounds of pleasure. Brodie took the opportunity to show off his living quarters, even feeling a tad nervous at the thought of Caitlin’s impressions.
    Brodie was pleased with his home and was proud at having chosen all the décor himself. The choice of modern furniture was very stylish. Large, comfy, tan leather couches were placed strategically, encouraging visitors to sit and gaze out at the busy waterway. Deep brown, lush carpet that made you want to curl your toes in it covered the floor. Co-ordinated lamps filled the room with a warm, soft glow. A large, flat-screen television was mounted on one wall, complete with the latest in media equipment neatly positioned underneath in a cabinet that matched the DVD housing. Hanging on the other wall were several accolades to Brodie’s extensive and successful career.
    Make no mistake, it was a man’s abode, but it still had a warm and cosy feel about it. Brodie stood staring at Caitlin, wishing he could just take her in his arms and make passionate love to her all night. He wanted to pleasure her as no other man had, so no one else could ever take his place. Brodie was no fool, though. He had Riley’s welfare to think of here as well, and he didn’t think the boy was up for that sort of life lesson. What was more, he was sure the kid’s parents would be horrified. It was okay. Brodie was a patient man. He sat down on one of the tan lounge chairs and pulled Caitlin into his lap.
    Caitlin seemed to melt into his body, and she relaxed in his arms as if she had spent her life there. It pleased Brodie to know she trusted him already. He wanted to put into place a plan to meet her parents, and started to tell her so.
    “Will your parents be at home when I drop you back? I’d love to meet them.” Thinking of Riley and his parents had raised Brodie’s curiosity—not that he overly minded sharing this first date with the kid, but he did wonder what Caitlin’s parents did for a living and why they weren’t around tonight.
    At the mention of her parents he felt Caitlin go rigid. Even Riley, whom he’d thought was absorbed in the DVD collection, stopped and turned towards his sister. He waited for what seemed an age for her to answer him.
    “What the hell is