Free Reckless by Jenna Byrnes Page B

Were you, by any chance, at the Kismet taping tonight?"
    She blinked innocently. "I'm sorry, what's Kismet ?"
    He relaxed. "Oh, it's a TV show. I was at the taping earlier, and someone there was named LeAnn."
    She shook her head. "Must have been a different girl."
    They reached his silver Mercedes. "Do you want to follow me, or—"
    Putting her hand on the passenger door handle, she said, "Nah. I'll pick up my car later. Wow, this is really nice." She was in his car before Troy had a chance to assist her.
    " Thanks." He shut her door, then walked around to the driver's side door and got in.
    " I really like your car, Troy." Her eyes held a glazed, glassy look.
    For one moment, Troy wondered what he was doing. Then she smiled and he remembered. He was going to get lucky tonight.
    He started driving and asked, "What are you in the mood for?"
    She reached her hand over and rested it on his knee. "Funny you should ask."
    Troy felt the heat of a blush and replied, "I meant food. There are several good restaurants around here."
    LeAnn squeezed his knee . "We don't have to go to a restaurant if you don't want to. We could just go to your place."
    Glancing at her quickly then back at the road, his mind raced a hundred miles an hour. He didn't know this woman, and couldn't take her to his place. He'd recently been forced to move when fans began crawling all over the property at his last rental house. His new digs were intentionally private. It seemed easiest to lie to her. "I've got a house full of people right now, some houseguests and friends. It's very crowded there."
    " My place is a total mess. I'm still moving in and there are boxes everywhere." She smiled. "There's always a motel."
    Troy glanced over at her. "Are you sure, LeAnn? I'm not looking for a relationship right now."
    " Troy." She squeezed his knee again. "Neither am I. Just some companionship and a little fun."
    He shot her one last glance and let her cleavage make the decision for him. She was definitely attractive, and he wouldn 't mind a little fun himself. "I know a place, if you're sure."
    She leaned back into her seat. "Absolutely."
    Troy pulled into a nearby motel parking lot and retrieved some cash from his wallet. "Could I ask you to rent the room? I'd rather no one sees me go in here."
    LeAnn took the money and gave him a smirk. "Well, that's flattering. What, like your wife or something?"
    He merely smiled. "Or something. Do you mind?"
    She gave him a tiny pout, and then licked her lips seductively. "No. I'll be right back."
    He watched her get out of his car and walk into the office. The thought occurred to him that she could be a hooker, or even an undercover police officer. He 'd never done anything quite so reckless, but he didn't want to turn back now. Troy chuckled, obviously not thinking with the head on his shoulders at that moment.
    She returned quickly with a key and a smile. "Room 218. It's in the back."
    " Thank you, LeAnn." Troy flashed her one of his trademark charming smiles, and drove around to the room. At the door, she handed him the keycard and he inserted it, then swung the door open. They stepped in and he looked around. "Not bad."
    Before he could say anything else, LeAnn slammed the door and was on him, kissing with a passion he hadn't experienced in too long. He took a second to compose himself, and then went with the feelings sweeping through him. He wrapped his arms around her and returned her kiss forcefully.
    " Oh, Troy," she murmured. "Make love to me." She pulled his shirt out of his slacks and ran her hands up his bare back.
    He reached around behind and unzipped her dress, allowing it to drop to the floor. His hands immediately went for her breasts, which were now encased in the tiniest scrap of black lace. He cupped her with his hands, and then leaned down and ran his tongue over one nipple through the lace.
    " Oh yeah," LeAnn moaned, yanking down her strapless bra and exposing both breasts to Troy's hungry mouth.
    He groaned