Free Torn by C.J. Fallowfield Page A

I’ll be driving
you to the emergency room,” he ordered. I did as I was told, his larger hand
wrapping around my small one and nearly making me melt on the spot. If the
Nevada heat was hot, it had nothing on Nate Hudson’s touch.
    He stood, pulling me up with him
so fast I fell against him and took a sharp, shocked inhalation. His body was
solid. Pure muscle, warm and hard and … Oh my God , he smelled so good,
almost edible. He was a ninja of the senses. Sight, sound, scent, touch, everything
assaulting me but taste, and man , in this moment, did I need to taste
him. I needed to feel his mouth on mine. The memory of those bronzed abs I’d
seen last week had me quiver, and I tried to dampen my dry lower lip with my
tongue, but it was as if all the moisture in my body had suddenly been rerouted
to my pussy, which was throbbing unnaturally. I felt giddy as he clasped my
shoulders and gently pushed me into an upright position. I slowly let my gaze
run up from his broad chest, over the hollow of his throat and his Adam’s
apple, that chiseled masculine chin, those soft and sexy lips, and up to his
stunning lime green eyes. Crap, fantasy one, reality ten. He was so much better
looking than I’d remembered. Had it gotten even hotter while we’d been in here
playing? All of a sudden I was finding it hard to breathe.
    “Hey,” I squeaked.
    “Hey,” he chuckled.
     
    Nate

     
    I hadn’t been able to stop
thinking about her all week, and here she was, virtually in my arms, until I’d
done the gentlemanly thing and let her go. I’d felt her heart pounding wildly
in her chest as she tried to catch her breath. Was that just from the fall, or
was she reacting to me, because I sure as hell was reacting to her. I had to
focus on my team coach to make sure my second brain, the one located south of
my belt buckle, didn’t start thinking for himself and stand up looking for some
attention. Was it wrong to be unnaturally jealous of my brother and cousin? They
got to spend the day with her, making her laugh, talking to her, looking at
her. I wanted that. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t just want to
get her underneath me to blow off some steam, I wanted to know her.
    “You whooped Billy’s ass, huh?” I
observed, more than impressed. Billy had plenty of smarts. You wouldn’t know it
to look at our family, but somehow we’d all gotten the brain gene. For her to
beat him at his favorite game was quite a feat. Josh and Billy already had
quite a rivalry when it came to their grades, it was going to be interesting to
see how they handled her academically. But that was all the handling of Sky
they were going to do. I could see the way they were both looking at her, they
were interested in more than friendship.
    “I have my moments, but I
probably just got lucky. He’s a great driver.”
    “We need to talk, you haven’t
answered my question,” I reminded her.
    “What question?” Josh
interrupted. “Sky was about to go head-to-head with me on the pinball machine,
best of three.”
    “Just something I asked her last
week, none of your concern,” I shot back, giving him a look that clearly said
to drop it. She’d already bruised my ego by not giving me an answer last week,
the last thing I wanted was for her to shoot me down in front of these two. I’d
never hear the end of it. “Billy, rack up the pool table, we can play while
they do their thing.”
    “Sure thing, Nate,” he answered.
    I found it hard to focus on the
game, as my eyes kept drifting over to where she stood next to Josh, laughing
and talking. I’d never seen him so at ease with a girl before. It made me feel
kinda bad, but not bad enough to walk away and let him date her. If we were going
to get technical about it, I’d seen her first. Billy was doing his usual thing,
chalking up his cue as he pondered his next move, so I took the time to rake my
eyes up and down her body. She had her back to me, so it wasn’t like I had to
do it