His to Possess #5: Entangled Read Online Free PDF

“He sprang it on me too fast. I need time to get used to the idea. I need time to—”
    But he had closed the distance between them and pulled her into his arms. Her words were stopped by his tongue sliding into her mouth. Then his arms tightened around her and his lips moved on hers with passionate persuasion until she melted against him.
    At the sound of the door opening and closing, she jerked back, her gaze darting to the intruder.
    “Rafe, what the hell are you doing here?” Dane demanded.
    Frowning, Rafe stepped toward them, his gaze shifting from her heated cheeks to Dane’s intense gaze.
    “I asked Andre to let me know when you arrived, because I wanted to come by and talk. There are some things we need to sort out. When he told me there was a young woman with you who matched the description of Jess, I decided I’d better rush right over.”
    His accusing gaze fell on Jessica and her back stiffened.
    “Did she tell you I proposed?” Rafe asked.
    “Yes,” Dane responded. “She also told me she turned you down.”
    Her stomach tightened as they talked about her as if she wasn’t even there.
    “And did she tell you that afterward she spent the night.”
    Dane’s gaze shot to her in surprise.
    Anger burst through her and her hands balled into fists. “That’s right. I slept with both of you. This is a very confusing and emotional situation for me and I’m dealing with it as best I can. But I haven’t lied about anything I’ve done, and I haven’t agreed to a commitment with either one of you.” She placed her hands on her hips. “And maybe I like it that way. It’s not like you own me. Maybe I’ll keep on sleeping with both of you.” She glared at them. “If either one of you wants to stop, just say the word.”
    At their open-mouthed stares, she spun on her heels and headed for the elevator. She jabbed the Close button several times as they watched, stunned. Finally, the doors closed and she slumped against the side of the elevator as it began its descent.
    *   *   *
    At the knock on the door, Jessica put down the magazine she’d been reading and stood up. She’d been out late with Melanie yesterday and was now spending a quiet Sunday afternoon at home while Melanie was out shopping.
    She pulled open the door and her heart skipped a beat when she saw Rafe standing there. He was the image of Storm, gut-wrenchingly handsome in his jeans and leather jacket.
    “What are you doing here?” she asked. Thank heavens Melanie wasn’t here. That would make this even more awkward.
    “May I come in?” he asked.
    “Um … yeah, sure.” She stepped aside to let him enter.
    He shrugged off his jacket and hung it on the coat tree inside the door. His black T-shirt hugged his broad chest snugly and tattoos flowed past his sleeves down his biceps. Reluctantly, she tore her gaze from his big, masculine body.
    “Can I get you anything? I have coffee on.”
    “No, thanks.” He sat down on the couch, right where she’d been sitting.
    She sat down in the armchair.
    “After you left Dane’s place Friday night,” he said, “I thought you could use a little time to cool off, so I waited until today to come by.”
    She nodded. “I guess I went a little off the deep end.”
    He leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees. “It’s all right. You had a right to be upset. Dane and I were acting like kids fighting over a toy.”
    Her fingers curled tightly. “I don’t want to be the cause of dissension between you. I know Dane missed you terribly when you were gone, and he’s tried to change things in the company in ways that would make you proud. He’s developing green technologies, he’s looking into programs to improve employee health benefits, and—”
    “I know. I’ve been brought up-to-date on those things by Melanie. Dane has done some outstanding things and I’m pleased to see it. That doesn’t change the problem between the three of us, though.”
    He reached out and took her