HIGHER (The Indigo Lounge Series) Read Online Free PDF

full, she couldn’t stop him when he
reached out and traced his thumb over her lower lip. It tingled and trembled
before she bit desperately on it and jerked her head away.
    His eyes darkened and he made a
rough sound under his breath.
    “Drink some water first before
you drink the coffee. And next time you run, take some water with you. It’s
July in New York for fuck’s sake. I don’t want you stroking out on some street
corner because you’re careless with your health.”
    She really needed to get out of
here. “Are you done?”
    His fingers twitched again as if
he wanted to touch her.
    “Not nearly. I’ll call you in
twenty minutes. Make sure you pick up.”
    Every nerve in her body screamed
in anticipation even as she raised her chin. “Or what?”
    “Or I’ll just turn around and
come back here. You have no idea how much it hurts to be this close to you and
not take you in my arms and show you how much I’ve missed you. But I’m playing
by your rules for now. So throw me a fucking bone, Bethany. Pick up the phone
when I call. Or I will come back. And if you think that puny excuse of a doorman
I can see glaring at me from in there is going to stop me, think again.”
    With one last, intense look, he
took two steps back and pulled the back door open. She didn’t want to watch him
leave. She swore she wouldn’t do it as she turned and walked quickly toward the
swinging doors.
    And yet, as Vlad moved forward
and held the door open for her, she found herself looking over her shoulder.
    His eyes were riveted on her.
When they dropped to her ass, she saw his grip clench hard on the door. His gaze
reconnected with hers and the stark, fiery hunger on his face slammed into her
so hard she moaned.
    She rushed indoors and stumbled
toward the elevator, nodding jerkily at Vlad’s concerned query if she was all
right. She was still shuddering long after she was back in her apartment, her
body screaming with all the emotions rampaging through her.
    He called exactly twenty minutes
later. Freshly showered and sipping the last of the delicious freshly ground
coffee, she told herself she was answering so he would leave her alone and not
return to shatter her peace of mind.
    “I’ve answered your call. Can I
go now?”
    “No, you can’t. You sent me away
when I wanted to lick every fucking drop of sweat off your gorgeous body. Now I
have a hard on that won’t subside and an appointment in five minutes. You’ll
pay for that, Peaches.”
    Her breath caught at his dark
promise. Desperately, she tried to think of anything else besides Zach’s cock
and what form her punishment would take.
    This man had turned her life
upside down with a revelation that should make her run a thousand miles
away...he continued to devastate her with his silence while blatantly
disregarding the fact that she considered them over.
    And yet her heart and body craved
him with a hunger that defied reason. Despair warred with anger inside her and
still she hung on, her pulse hammering and waited to hear that deep,
gravel-rough voice again.
    “Did you eat yet?” he asked.
    “Yes.” She’d devoured the
cream-filled pastry within minutes of entering her apartment. Stress eating had
never felt so good and the deep shame she’d felt afterward was well worth it.
    “Good.” Satisfaction reeked in
his voice.
    “What kind of appointment do you
have on a Saturday?” she asked before she could stop herself.
    “I’m apartment hunting. I’m seeing
four today. I could use your help if you want to come meet me?”
    Several thoughts tumbled through
her mind but the one that lit like a neon sign in her brain was - Zach was staying in New York . Yeah, big
deal. It changed nothing. Their problems still loomed as large and would remain
insurmountable until Zach got the message - that open communication was
non-negotiable. “I told you I have other plans.”
    “Tell me about these plans.”
    “Why?”
    “Because I need something to take
my mind off