Her Twin Surprise (Forsaken Sons Book 2) by Elizabeth Lennox (web ebook reader txt) 📗

That was a command.  Which, of course, caused Frankie to bristle.  She’d never been good at taking orders!

Giving herself a mental shake, she focused on the ten thousand dollar bonus that she desperately needed. “No dinner.  Give me some spit,” she countered.

Kade looked down at the tiny woman with the flaming copper hair and the lustrous green eyes. He hadn’t been able to see her eyes in the bar that night back in Dallas. It suited her perfectly.  She was a true redhead with pale skin and freckles across her nose.  But it was hard to see the freckles.  Her eyes dominated her features.  Add in a killer body that was wrapped in dark denim jeans, a plain, white tee-shirt and boots…bless her heart, Kade loved a woman who wore boots…and Frankie Windward was a spitfire!  She had more energy in her pinky than most women had in their whole bodies.  Plus, it was such a fascinating package, it was no wonder that he hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind over the past six months.

Dallas.  Damn, he remembered watching her walk into the bar.  Frankie walked as if she owned everything and disdained the rest of the world.  Until she smiled.  Her smile changed everything!  When he’d watched her smile at the bartender, just a friendly expression when she’d ordered a beer, his gut had tightened with…a hell of a lot of reactions.

Then their eyes had met.  It had been all over after that.  She’d paid for her beer and sauntered over to his table, sitting down across from him and he’d been lost.  Completely lost in those eyes and that smile.  He had been turned on from the first words out of her mouth and he couldn’t even remember what their conversation had been about.

But he remembered laughing.  Frankie had broken through the grief that had swamped him over the previous year.  His mother had died. She’d been the last woman who had given a damn about him.  The only woman who had genuinely cared for him.  His mother hadn’t cared about his money or the power he wielded.  His mother had demanded that Kade come home for Thanksgiving and call her every Sunday night, just to check in.  His mother had consistently refused his money, demanding his time instead.

Frankie had done that for him too.  She’d sat down across from him and reminded him how to laugh.  She’d paid for his drinks, refusing his money.  Those glittering green eyes of hers had warmed his heart and reminded him that there was good in the world.  And beauty!  Damn, Frankie was gorgeous!

Not to mention delicate, but he doubted he’d ever be brave enough to say that out loud within earshot.  She had one of those figures that men would fight over, would die for!  But she probably had no idea of the impact her tight, petite body had on the male population.  The woman wrapped herself up in jeans and boring tee shirts that did nothing to hide her tiny waist and beautiful ass!  She had long, lean legs and strong arms.  He’d seen the muscle definition when she’d pulled her leather jacket off.  But there was something about Frankie that defied her daredevil image.  Something delicate and vulnerable.

She was such an incredible mixture of contradictions.

“Why did you walk away in Dallas?” he demanded, needing to know.

She stiffened and he could tell that she was thinking hard.  He could see it in her eyes.

The woman shuffled her feet uncomfortably.  An interesting reaction, he thought.

“Because I had a flight the next morning,” she replied.  “Remember?  I wasn’t lying.  It was the truth.”

Kade shifted, mirroring her stance by crossing his arms over his chest.  “Yeah.  You mentioned that.  But you didn’t even look back at me as you walked away.”  He watched her carefully, then chuckled softly.  “You were scared,” he said, the statement almost a whisper as he realized the truth.  And yes, it was there.  In her eyes!  Damn, those green eyes were alluring.

“I wasn’t scared,” she shot back, her voice laced with heat.  “You don’t scare me, Wilson.”

He slowly shook his head.  “I scare the hell out of you.  Why?”

Kade watched the flash of panic in her eyes, but it vanished almost immediately.  It was hidden behind those beautiful green eyes and elfish freckles.  The tough-girl façade was again firmly in place.  That pointy chin lifted and those green eyes narrowed, almost as if she were trying to outstare him.  It wasn’t working though.

“I’m not afraid of you, Wilson.  But are you going to give me the DNA sample or not?  Because I have better things to do than argue with you.”

“Temper temper,” he replied, chuckling.  He contemplated his next move carefully.  If he told her that he wouldn’t give her the DNA sample that she wanted so desperately…and yes, there was desperation in her voice…then she’d simply turn around and walk away.  Maybe.  Maybe not.  There was a stubbornness about her that belied the idea.

And in that moment, an idea came to him.  One that would play that adorable stubbornness to his advantage.

“I’ll make a deal with you.”

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