Brand Me (Imagine Ink Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

I’ve got a cluster headache starting and I need silence until I can get to the dark of the cabin.”
    John’s eyebrow waggle paired with a sympathetic smile told Michael he understood his predicament but misunderstood the reason. Fine by him, as long as John shut up, he wouldn’t be at risk of talking about last night and asking his friend the dumbest question known to man.
    Proving to be an intuitive travel companion, John was mum—not a word the whole time until he pulled up and helped Michael unload his bags. “I dropped Tori off not too far from here, hmm, small world. I’ve lived out this way for years but never came up here before. Nice area.”
    The nearest cabin not owned by the Brande family was about three quarters of a mile walking distance in one direction, and a solid three, around the finger, past the rest of the Brande cabins, in the other. Michael knew which way he would be heading for his morning runs to avoid Tori and her asshole boyfriend. Of course, that meant running past the cabin housing his brother, no way to avoid them both. However, that wasn’t a worry, the only way Richard would go for a run would be if he were being chased by something that wanted to kill him.
    Michael thanked John and watched him leave from the doorway. Once he was out of sight, Michael made his way to the back porch, letting his eyes drift around the lake, taking in a scene he’d thought never to see again. It was getting dark because of a storm and he could see the faintest flicker up at the main cabin, so Richard was already there. He did some quick calculations in his head on the probability of avoiding both Richard one-way and the dark-haired temptress the other. The numbers weren’t in his favor.
    It was highly likely he would run into one, or both, of them at some point over the next months. Just twenty-four hours ago, the thought of running into Tori gave him something to look forward to on this trip. The lake was about five miles around. He could run that every day, no problem. He’d had it all planned out—an accidental run in, an invitation to come in for coffee, and then who knows where that might have led. That was before Wendy and before Tori had a boyfriend.
    Before.
    Before seemed so much better than now—if only he could go back in time. He would be exhilarated by the possibility of running into Tori, Hell, running with her. She obviously worked out faithfully. He’d pictured them running around the lake in slow motion, watching her breath puff and plume in the crisp cold. Her skin would pinken from the bite in the air and her nipples would…
    Shit.
    He slammed the door in a vain attempt to shut out the world, and his own thoughts. It didn’t work.

    R ichard was being , well, Richard, but even more so—more aloof and more of a dick than usual. His body language didn’t indicate their relationship would be changing, not in a good way that is. It was as if he were distancing himself, but maybe that was just her own paranoia for practically creaming her pants in the plane over Mr. Tall, Dark, And Do Me , whose voice was pure foreplay. She’d sat in the back of the plane and pondered how long it would take her to orgasm from just his naked body suspended over hers, caressing her with nothing but his just-long-enough, dark hair.
    Yep, it’s not Richard who is changing this, it’s me. She was no longer satisfied with the way things were, which, if she was being honest with herself, had been the case for some time. She was just loath to entertain the possibility until now. That’s why she put the kibosh on sex and the reason she knew she’d proceed with her family plans. Her life was moving forward, or rather, she was driving it forward—without him.
    She didn’t love him anymore, if she ever truly did, and he sure as Hell didn’t love her. It was striking her with such clarity that he positively never had. Even though these realizations had been coming to her for a while, apparently it took