The Omega Team: Love: Classified (Kindle Worlds Novella) Read Online Free PDF

love.
    “Impressive,” he said, breaking their burger-induced silence.
    “Yeah, I’m a delicate desert blossom.” She propped her feet up on the chair next to him and dragged out her phone. “Best face the music and get it over with now.”
    He nodded and listened as she spoke first with her sister, who made a wailing sound that even the people at the next table could hear, then her mother who must be giving Paige a real earful since the girl hardly got a word in edgewise. When he saw the tears rise in her huge green eyes again, he reached across the table and snagged the phone from her grip.
    He put it to his ear, holding out his hand to keep her from launching herself at him and taking it back with a wink and a grin. “Hello, is this Mrs. DiFerrari? Hi, I’m Joey. Joey Preston. You know, Paige’s boyfriend?”
    “Well, I declare,” the woman said, her voice soothing his ears with its warm, not-too-overdone accent. “Honestly, hon, I thought the girl was having me on, making up some silly story.”
    “No, ma’am. I’m a real person, and I’m sitting here with her at the Detroit airport. I wanted you to know that we’re doing everything we can to get her back to Kentucky in time for today’s . . . uh, event.”
    “Well, I’m sure you are, young man. I do hope my daughter is treating you well. I mean, I like to think I taught her a thing or three about—”
    Joey cut her off, not willing to hear how that particular sentence might end. “Yes, ma’am, Paige is a very nice, ah . . . um, girlfriend.” He winced, then glanced over at her to catch her rolling her eyes at him. She had her arms crossed, her feet still up on the chair, and looked more beautiful to him at that moment than any woman he’d ever laid eyes on. Without thinking about it, he put a hand on her calf. The warmth of her leg sent a pulse of desire through him he hadn’t expected.
    But she didn’t flinch or move her leg so he kept his hand there, enjoying the casual intimacy a few more seconds. He could hear voices in the background on the other end of the line. “You do me a big favor and tell Leslie that I’m bringing her sister as fast as I can. The airlines say the fog is clearing, and we’ll be taking the very first flight possible.” He paused and checked his watch. “We’ll be on the ground at approximately seventeen hundred hours.”
    “Oh, heavens, I forgot that you’re a military man,” Paige’s mother squealed in his ear. “Leslie, Les, guess what? Paige’s beau is military.”
    “Yes, ma’am. I was an Army Ranger. Now I’m in . . . um, private security.”
    There was more random chattering. He waited, keeping his hand on Paige’s leg, noting that she seemed a lot calmer. “All right then, young man. Paige’s daddy will pick y’all up at the airport.”
    “Oh, no. That’s all right,” he said, feeling more confident by the minute. “I’ll rent a car. We’ll see you at the . . .” He glanced over at Paige for a clue.
    She mouthed “barbecue” at him.
    “At the barbecue.”
    The woman sighed in his ear. “Well, now, that sounds just fine. You tell my daughter I said to behave herself, and we’ll see her real soon.”
    “Yes, ma’am, I’ll do that.” Joey squeezed Paige’s leg. She smiled. “Bye, now.” He ended the call before any more unnecessary words could be said and handed her phone to her. She stared at him, then down at the proprietary palm on her calf. He moved his hand, embarrassed by his own horniness level.
    “You are such a sweet talker,” she said.
    “Yeah, well, sometimes it just takes a boyfriend’s touch.”
    Her smile widened. His face got so hot at his honest misuse of such a loaded phrase he groaned and looked up at the ceiling.
    “You are the cutest goddamned thing,” she said, dropping her feet to the floor and leaning forward on the table. Joey tried not to fixate on her boobs, choosing, instead, the higher road of her wild corkscrew curls and her full lips.
    “So,