Free Last First Kiss by Vanessa Devereaux Page A

than a couple of hundred yards, he decided giving her an advantage was plain stupid. Sophie was a born sprinter.
    He managed to catch a glimpse of heading down the street. Her touching him like she had, well, that had thrown him for a loop. He hadn’t expected it, but yes, he’d wanted it more than words could describe. All the time Cathy had been massaging him and Sophie had sat there watching , he’d wished it was Soph ’s hands on him. He’d even go so far as imagining it was actually her fingers gliding over his skin.
    Knowing he’d never catch up with he r , he walked back over to his desk, picked up his shirt from the back of the chair and put it back on. Sophie and Emily would need a ride back to Mountainview , and once he was done with that he had to go to dinner with Cathy and her son.
    Dinner .
    H e probably could handle that , but staying the night and making love with Cathy was going to be tough if not impossible tonight.
    He sat down and ran his hands through his hair.
    Now that Sophie was back in his life no thing was straightforward any more .
     
     

 
    Chapter Six
     
    Sophie couldn’t look Wade in the eye when he arrived at the police station offering her and her grandmother a ride home to Mountainview.
    “You’re a saint, Wade,” said Grans as he opened the back passenger door of his SUV to her.
    He took her arm and helped her up into the back seat .
    “I feel like Martha Stewart now I have an ankle monitor.”
    “I’m guessing you’re a better cook than she is,” said Wade. “Okay, make sure your legs ar e inside before I shut the door.”
    Sophie slid in to the passenger seat at the same time as Wade got into the SUV . They almost bumped heads as they did so.
    “This is just like old times, isn’t it?” said Grans. “The three of us back together . The first thing I’m going to do when I get home is take a nice long bath. I can still smell that jail cell on me. And the blankets, well, someone should tell them th ey need a good fabric softener. In fact, I might take them some tomorrow.”
    Sophie and Wade glanced at one another, both on the verge of laughter but managed to keep it under control.
    Wade pulled out of the parking lot and headed to the road leading to the edge of town and the sh ortest route back to the bed and breakfast.
    “Wade, why don’t you stay and eat dinner with me and Sophie tonight ?” asked Emily.
    Wade gave a quick glance at Sophie.
    “I’d love to , but I’ve already promised Cathy I’d have a meal with her. I’ll take a rain check if that’s okay.”
    “It’s more th an all right . In fact, how about tomorrow night?”
    Wade slyly looked at Sophie again .
    “That would be perfect,” he said.
    “Good , and I’ll make all your favorites.”
    “What about my favorites?” asked Sophie.
    “If I remember you both always liked the same things,” said Emily.
    It was Sophie 's turn to glance at Wade. It was true they had liked all the same things. Food, movies and music.
    “Is Cathy a good cook ?” asked Emily.
    Sophie couldn’t stand to listen to her name mentioned again. Shit, was this Karma paying her back big time ? Wade had probably hated the name Travis for years. For all she knew he still might have an aversion to it.
    “Emily, I tell you i f I ever found a woman who can cook as well as you, she’d get a ring on her finger tomorrow.”
    Sophie hoped Cathy was the worst cook in the world.
    Emil y slid forward and perched in the space between the two front seats before she spoke again.
    “Maybe you should send her to my place for some cooking lesson s . Well, that is , if that’s the only thing that’s stopping you from proposing,” said Emily.
    Sophie turned the radio on , and it blasted through out the SUV.
    Wade flinched as Emily put both hands over her ears. Wade turned it down to a less painful level.
    “That was very rude , Sophie,” said her gran dmother.
    “Sorry,” sai d Sophie looking out of the window.
    “At least you