Free Saved by the Music (Saints & Sinners Book 2) by Kaithlin Shepherd

“What if I don’t want to?”
    “Have a thing for my arms, do we now?” His hands traveled down her lower back, and she wanted him so bad, she thought she might combust in the hallway just from his caress.
    “Hmm.” That was the understatement of the century, wasn’t it?
    “Ashlee, you have to stop touching me or what happened downstairs will be nothing compared to what’s going to happen next.” His voice was hoarse, and she could see his pulse racing at his neck. She needed to know what would happen next. Just knowing what he would to do her would be enough to satisfy her, right?
    “And what would happen next, Mr. Brooks?”
    He grabbed her ass and pulled her flush against his chest. She could feel how hard he was. She wasn’t sure who moaned; all she could hear was the ringing in her ears. “I’d push you against this wall, grab your ass, lift you up then slip my hand down these fucking shorts and make you come so fucking hard you’d beg me not to stop.”
    “I should have a witty comeback, shouldn’t I? Women always have a witty comeback for these types of things.”
    Keeping one hand safely on her ass, the other traveled up her back, wrapping around her neck and forcing her to look at him.
    “I don’t care about most women, Ashlee. I care about you.”
    How was she supposed to resist the one man who made her feel both like a sexual woman and one who could be loved by him? She had to force her wall back up or else she was going to end up with a broken heart. “We can’t do this, Sam. I’m working for you, and I don’t mix my professional and personal lives. Ever.” She inwardly groaned at her words, knowing she’d instigated the teasing and flirting.
    “Do you really think you can fight this?” He gestured between the two of them, and the only thing she could do was be honest with him.
    She pulled away and, just before turning around to head back to her room, she whispered, “I have to try, Sam.”
     
     
    SAM
     
    For the past hour, he and Jackson had gone at it on the basketball court, and it was exactly what he needed to clear his head. His run-in with Ashlee was on replay and there was nothing like a good one-on-one session to free his mind.
    After their game, they were both panting, chugging water back in Jackson’s office.
    “What’s eating at you, son?” Jackson asked him from the other side of the room. Sam knew he wouldn’t be able to avoid Jackson’s questions for much longer, but he didn’t even know how to answer that one.
    His exchange with Ashlee was still fresh in his thoughts. “Just have a lot on my mind.”
    “That sounds like a girl problem. Has a woman finally made you fall?”
    He looked up at Jackson, smiling at the man he considered to be a father. Jackson had seen him through more stuff than most people could imagine.
    “She’s something else. She’s gorgeous, smart, and has the biggest heart of anyone I have ever met. She’s everything I thought I didn’t deserve.”
    Jackson walked from around his desk and sat down beside him. “I don’t ever want to hear you talk like that again. You deserve a woman like that, and everything else. You’ve made something of yourself, son, something you should be proud of. Any woman would be lucky to have you in her life.”
    “She’s scared of something. She won’t let me in.” He wanted her to share everything with him, which was hypocritical considering there was so much about himself that he was keeping from her.
    “Neither are you. You have to learn to let people in, Sam. Bring her around here sometime. I’d love to meet her.”
    He was letting her in… slowly. Wasn’t he?
    He ran his hands through his hair and looked up at his mentor. “You’re going to love her, Jacks.”
    God knows, I’m already falling in love with her.
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    SAM
     
    How the woman managed to be up at four thirty and stay up until midnight every night without dropping dead kept surprising him. Not that he