His to Possess #2: The Morning After Read Online Free PDF

shall we?”
    “What do you want to know?”
    “Why don’t you tell me about this ex of yours. You said he’s incredibly handsome?” he said with a grin.
    She laughed. “Yes, he’s confident and handsome like you. But in every other way, he’s totally different.”
    “How so?”
    “For one, I could never imagine him in a business suit. He rode into Bakersfield—the little town I grew up in—on a big Harley, wearing torn jeans and a leather jacket. He’s tall, broad shouldered, and totally ripped.” She grinned. “Okay in that way he’s just like you, but his muscles are covered with tattoos, at least over his arms, shoulders, and back. And he plays guitar in a rock band.”
    “So that’s the kind of guy you like? A free-wheeling musician?”
    “Not necessarily. He just…” She shrugged. “I don’t know…”
    “Swept you off your feet?”
    “Yeah, I guess so.”
    “So why did you think he loved you?”
    “I didn’t say that.”
    “No, but your eyes did.”
    She drew in a deep breath. “He always looked at me like I was something special, and even though the other girls in town fawned over him, he only seemed interested in me.”
    “I can understand that.”
    She gazed at him uncertainly. “Thank you. You know, that’s another way you two are alike. He was very charming, too.”
    Dane wondered how this biker guitarist could just dump her like yesterday’s garbage. Some guys just didn’t understand a good thing when they had it.
    “But I guess what really convinced me he was in love with me…” Her gaze flicked to his. “Because you’re right, I did think that … was when he got this tattoo.”
    “Don’t tell me he got your name tattooed across his chest?”
    “No, it was on his shoulder, and it wasn’t my name. In fact, it was really sweet. You see, I had a framed picture of a leopard moth in my room, which he always thought was a really strange choice. But when I was a kid, I was always a perfectionist, and one time a teacher gave us a list of ten butterflies and moths that we had to draw as a science project. She wanted them from a specific book in the school library, but there were only five copies and everyone kept checking them out. By the time I got a copy, with only a few days left before the deadline, I realized that the picture of the leopard moth had been torn out of the book. I drew all the others, but I was in tears because I didn’t know what to do about the tenth picture.
    The next evening, my mom showed up with the picture I needed. She’d taken the afternoon off work and driven all the way to Garnersville to the big library there and found the book, then photocopied the page and brought it home to me. I got an A on the project and that picture became a symbol of how much my mom would do to support me and how she would always be there for me. When Storm chose to have a leopard moth tattoo, I foolishly thought he was telling me he would always be there for me, too.”
    She gazed at her wine glass and the sadness in her eyes tore at Dane’s heart. How could the guy have been that callous?
    She shrugged. “Now I realize that it was probably just a badge of sorts. Like a notch on his bed to represent another conquest.”
    “You know you’re better off without him.”
    Her lips curled up slightly. “So people keep telling me.”
    A waiter came by and cleared away their dessert plates and coffee cups. Music began playing and a few couples wandered onto the dance floor.
    “Let’s dance,” he said.
    She glanced at him. “Really? But I thought we were here on business.”
    “That doesn’t mean we can’t relax and enjoy ourselves.”
    Looking a little skeptical, she rose with him and he led her to the floor. As soon as he swept her into his arms, he realized his mistake. He was far too aware of her soft, warm body close to his. He longed to pull her closer, and feel her breasts crushed against him, to capture her full lips and plunder her delectable mouth.
    He had