Aris: A Sexy Romance Novel (Thief of Hearts Series Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

growing in the crease of her thigh.  He suit was impeccably tailored, but the summer weight fabric wasn’t hiding anything.
    Saoirse reached around her back pushing his hand up.  She straightened her back putting some distance between them. 
    “I’m sorry.  That was too forward of me.  I forget there are formalities between us.  I guess that can be expected when you spend seven years of your life with someone on your mind every day.  I’ll try to remember to be more formal in the future.” Aris whispered into her ear.
    “The future?  There’s no future!  You’re going to make whatever excuse you like best and remove yourself from our client list.  Preferably right now!”  Saoirse hissed at him.
    “Hmm.  That hurt.”  Aris dropped his hand a bit lower on her back pulling her just a little bit closer to him.  “I probably deserve that for having left you alone for so long.”  Aris let a wicked smile fill his face as he played with her temper.
    “Like you were seriously expecting I would still be taped to the inside of a helicopter.” her sarcasm was a challenge to him.
    “Ah.  Rescuing a damsel in distress always puts a man on a pedestal in a woman’s eyes.”  Aris rolled his eyes trying not to laugh as he waited for her retort.
    “You tore my skirt, dropped my Choo’s in the dirt, duct taped me to a stolen helicopter, and as if that wasn’t enough fun for one day, I got to spend the rest of the week with the Feds.  Oh, a pedestal by all means.  How about a pedestal called the gallows!” she didn’t realize she was squeezing him as she got more wound up.
    Aris would have liked nothing better at the moment than to wrap both of his arms around her.  Sheffington’s was a very upscale establishment where there were norms that had to be observed.  Instead, he pulled her closer to him putting his hip back between hers, where they had started on the dance floor. 
    “Mmmm.  That was vicious,” he turned his head toward hers, breathing on the skin of her neck, as if he were whispering an enchantment, “Saoirse.” the smell of her skin made his heart pound.
    His breath caused a shiver down her spine.  She jumped a little bit causing her hips to tilt into his.  The fact that she noticed how well endowed he was made her that much angrier.  The music stopped giving her the opportunity to slip away from him.  In their reserved room, dinner was just being served.  Saoirse squeezed in the middle of the long rectangular table.  Pierce, of course, insisted on Aris and Noah being at the head of the table.  Denise managed a place across from Seer. 
    Pierce inevitably stood up to make the welcoming speech on behalf of the practice.  Aris stood after that, thanking him for a wonderful welcome.
    “I do of course, want to apologize to the practice for the short notice.  I appreciate Ms. MacLear coming to our offices to take control of our legal issues.  I’ve no doubt that she will be requiring Denise, with the workload she’s facing.  I hope it won’t take the full three weeks we anticipate, but I do want to thank all of you for allowing us to make good use or their services.  I...”
    “No.  No.  No, I’m sorry, there’s been a misunderstanding here.  Denise and I are head and shoulders into the Woodley case.  We can’t possibly abandon it now.”  Saoirse was not at all thrilled with the idea of going anywhere with Aris, for three weeks, with or without Denise.
    “How unfortunate.”  Aris looked down the table at her. 
    Pierce glared at her.  “It’s not an issue Aris.  Grant’s taking over the Woodley case.  I didn’t realize Saoirse didn’t know that yet.”
    “Ah.  Then we can begin tomorrow.”  Aris smiled at Pierce.
    “Oh, by all means!”
    Denise leaned across the table toward Saoirse, “Where are we going for three weeks?”
    “Nowhere!  I’m putting Pierce in Aris’s suitcase.  He can go!”  Saoirse hissed.
    “Good luck with that