Free An Unbreakable Bond by Kalia Lewis

to pull away. “Please stop Tristan. I don’t want this. I don’t want you and what we’re doing isn’t right. I have a life now and I really don’t need any complications.”
    Breathing heavily, he locked his hand at the back of her head, put his forehead on hers and met her eye-to-eye. “You can’t hide it Annabelle, I know you want this.” He smiled wickedly. “And I know of ways to touch you that would have you pleading for more.”
    Her insides flipped with remembrance and her eyes flared back at his with defiance. “Well, I suggest you get your fiancée's permission first!” she replied in feigned sweetness.
    Grimacing, Tristan let go of her and with a final look that conveyed his intention of getting his own way, he started the engine and drove them back to the village.
    As soon as the car came to an abrupt stop, Annabelle shot out of it and sniped at him, “It was just one night Tristan when I was young and impressionable. It meant nothing, so please, just let it go!” Slamming the car door, she watched him as he screeched the tyres and sped away.
    Tristan once again banged at the steering wheel in frustration.
    What was he doing?
    Replaying that night over in his mind, he questioned his options.
    Could he have pushed her off and said no?
    Even now his traitorous body was burning with desire. In truth, her proximity engulfed him and all he wanted to do was sink into her womanly softness.
    What exactly was it about her that drove him to distraction? Everything in his life was coming together from years of perfect planning, but this one feisty red-head kept getting in the way! Why did she push his buttons and make him question his life? From the very first day he’d laid eyes on her she’d gotten under his skin and riled a reaction out of him. All of his corporate training had been centred around keeping his cool, waiting, watching and then jumping ruthlessly when action was called for, but she made him want to lose his composure and let the tiny flame that burned inside of him erupt!
    So it meant nothing to her, did it? He smiled knowingly, she was a liar, she couldn’t hide the desire that he saw in her eyes. Perhaps a repeat performance could be arranged.
    Damn! What was he thinking? He was getting married in three months! This madness was going to have to end! Cursing loudly, he roughly manoeuvred the car into the driveway. Somehow he was going to have to get Annabelle Summers out from under his skin.
     
     
    Chapter 5
     
    It was Saturday and she was sitting in the shop at an ungodly hour. All night she felt as though she’d been caught up in a fever. Getting any sleep was about as realistic as winning the lottery. After rising before dawn and downing several cups of coffee she decided to come to the office and catch up on her work.
    For her, June was going to be a busy month for weddings and she was always prepared for even the slightest hitch. The fact that she was a perfectionist, able to act on the spur of the moment and reliable, gave her the reputation she needed, but this morning she just sat there drumming her fingers on the desk and staring into space. All night long she’d replayed the scene in the car over and over and now her nerves had reached breaking point.
    Was it really her fault that Tristan hadn't spoken to Wade for ten years? Picking up a pen she chewed the end of it. He was right on one point though, she’d planned that night ten years ago without even thinking of the consequences, but upon reflection, if she could go back she wouldn’t change a thing. April had made these last ten years a life worth living.
    But now here he was, landing right back in her life and bringing with him a total bombshell!  She couldn’t believe he was the fiancé. Of all the weddings she’d dreamt of organising, his wasn’t on the list. Bubbles of emotion threatened to rise up from somewhere deep inside of her. Was she jealous, upset, shocked ? Absolutely! By shutting out media reports about