Mick (The A'rouk Brothers Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

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    Brook was standing in the hallway when she got to the top of the stairs, how fitting that her sister would see her humiliation. She started to walk towards Jaz, but Ash appeared took her arm and led her back into their room. Jaz was very grateful to her brother. It didn’t take much to get to her room, slam the door, and throw herself across her bed.
    “Wanna be,” the voice in her head sneered. “You want to be something you’re not. You’re a clone not made for love, not made to be touched by a sexy as hell male.” And Mick was sexy as hell. Now that she was alone, she could dwell on what she refused to think about earlier.
    He was so tall she had to crane her neck up to see his face, and that was just fine with her. And oh, that face! He had the bluest eyes. One minute they were as light as the sky, then next they were as dark as the depths of the ocean, and she wanted to go for a swim in them. His tanned skin made him even more desirable with his straight nose, hard chin, and lips that looked just a little cruel but felt so good that even now she wanted to curl into a little ball as that sensation soared through her again.
    His hair felt like silk to her starving fingers and his muscular physique, she wanted to touch him all over. She wanted every male to look like him because a world of Micks would make life very good…for her.
    She dashed tears away from her eyes because she was a badass, law breaking clone and stopped crying.
    There was a knock at her door that had her sitting up in the bed.
    “Who’s there?” Why couldn’t her voice reflect the new her? Why did it have to shake?
    “Mick.”
    “Mick who?” Could they please kill her now? Was she playing with a warrior who could be stabbed in the back and be okay in less than ten minutes? Maybe this was another dream.
    “Mick A’rouk.” There was a chuckle in his voice when he answered back.
    She could feel laughter gathering in her stomach so she did the only thing she could. She went to the door and opened it partially, but she couldn’t hide the smile on her lips as she peeked out.
    “How can I help you, Mick A’rouk?”
    “I am here to see Jazlyn Summers. Is she receiving suitors today?”
    Suitors? Did he want to be her suitor? Okay, she wasn’t supposed to know about love and romance but did her handlers need to know that some of those cryo books she read were romances? She’d just changed the covers. Maybe she wasn’t the best clone after all.
    “Come in, kind sir. Jaz is receiving suitors today. Please have a seat over here.” She indicated the love seat with the two armchairs around it and a nice little end table. When he sat down, she walked sedately into the bathroom instead of running like she wanted to do.
    A quick wash of her face to get rid of any lingering tear tracks. A quick application of the lipstick Brook forced her to buy. Thank you, Brook. She tugged on her clothes and came out looking more sophisticated at least in her mind, and that was all that mattered.
    “Miss Summers,” Mick stood and gave her a formal bow. “You look stunning. It pleases me that you were willing to receive suitors on such short notice.
    “Kind sir, you do me the honor of seeking me out.” She gave him a deep curtsey and then she giggled until it turned into sheer happy laughter.
    Never in her life had she played with a male.
    With a smile on her lips, she took a seat on the opposite end of the love seat making sure to keep as much room between them as possible.
    “I hoped to ask you some questions if you’re up to them.”
    Questions? What could he possibly want to know?
    “Ask away, I’m an open book.” The slow smile that lifted the corners of his lips made her heart start to pound.
    “What’s your favorite color?”
    No one had ever asked her that before. How should she respond? No one ever asked her any questions because they didn’t care what a clone had to say unless it was about her job. Then they listened because she