Free Seducing Zeb (Tarnished Saints Series) by Elizabeth Rose

said Laney, holding her grandson in her arms. Cat had heard about so many people in the family tonight that she was sure she’d never remember them all. Cat was thirty years old and knew that Laney was only a few years older than her. She wondered what it would feel like to have kids, let alone grandkids. Seeing Laney with her grandbaby only made Cat feel her biological clock ticking.
    “Oh, there’s really nothing to tell,” she said.
    “Come on, Cat,” said Zeb, biting into a bacon-mushroom-cheeseburger. “I’d like to know all your secrets as well.”
    “I don’t have secrets,” she said, picking up her paper cup of lemonade and taking a sip. She looked up over the rim and saw Zeb watching her intently. He’d been looking at her with those bedroom eyes throughout the entire meal and if he didn’t stop it soon, she didn’t know if she’d be able to control herself when they got alone tonight. Ever since she gave him that kiss, it’s all she could think about. Th e smell of his musky cologne lingered on her. And the way the stubble on his jaw scratched her lightly on the cheek when their lips met earlier, lodged a memory in her brain.
    His kiss was intoxicating and had been more passionate than any of t he kisses she’d ever had from Denny. Actually, she’d sprang to life more in Zeb’s short embrace than she ever had with any man she’d gone to bed with. And it wasn’t just because of Zeb’s good looks, which didn’t hurt things any. There was something inside him that drew him to her. And though she didn’t realize it at first and Zeb probably didn’t realize it still, they were both so much alike it was scary.
    Zeb accused her of using her looks to get what she wanted, when in reality, Zeb did the exact same thing. He was all about being flashy, wearing an Armani suit to Vegas a s well as a Rolex, and throwing around his money at the game tables and also flying first class. He liked money and the things it could buy, just as much as she did.
    But the difference between them was that Cat knew what it felt like to be all alone and have nothing but the clothes on her back, not knowing where her next meal was coming from. Zeb, she was sure, never had to endure anything like that. Not with being a part of the Taylor family. Being part of this family, someone was always around to comfort and care for each other. That was something she longed for and missed dearly since the day her father took her brother away and never returned.
    “Well, thanks for the food, but we’ve got to get going,” said Zeb , throwing down his napkin atop his paper plate. “Can someone give us a ride?”
    Cat took that as her cue to leave also, and got up to join him.
    “Hold on,” said Judas, swigging down the last of his lemonade. “I’ve got the night shift anyway, so I’ll drop you two off before I head on over to the police station.”
    “Thanks,” said Zeb. “Sorry to cut out so early, but I’ve got court in the morning and I need to keep a clear head. It’s a pretty nasty divorce case I’m working on.” He caught Cat’s eye when he said it, almost as if he were reminding her just what he was capable of, and that their marriage wasn’t going to last.
    “Well, Cat, how about I come get you in the morning and show you around town while Zeb is at court?” asked Judas’s wife, Laney, handing the sleeping baby back to her daughter, J.D.
    “I’d love that,” she said, feeling very included.
    “That’s not necessary, Lan ey.” Zeb was obviously trying to keep her away from his family and she didn’t like it.
    “I’d love to spend the day with you, Laney and I’m excited to see your new antique shop,” she said, ignoring her husband altogether.
    “Then I’ll come by in the morning a little before ten, how does that sound?” Laney had bright red hair, green eyes and a wide smile.
    “And bring her to the diner for lunch,” Candace chirped in. “I’d love to show her around our