Unnatural Relations (Lust and Lies Series, Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

crossed Indian-style. "Draw me something. Anything. I want to decide for myself whether you're pretty good."
    With a slow grin, he began scribbling. When she tried to watch him work, he covered the drawing with his hand. About five minutes later he tore off the sheet of paper, but he immediately started another drawing on the next sheet. She was at the edge of her patience by the time he completed a fourth drawing without letting her have as much as a peek.
    "All right," he finally said. "But understand, I did these rather quickly, so they're not my best—"
    He stopped talking as she snatched the sheets out of his hand and gasped with delight. "Wow! This is terrific! I knew you were better than pretty good. You're phenomenal."
    He had drawn their initial encounter in sequence, with her portrayed as Betty Boop, the bully as a weasel, and him as a masked, caped crusader. The final scene showed the two of them walking away, arm-in-arm.
    "You forgot one thing," she said, picking up the pencil. Over Betty's head she drew a dialogue bubble, with the words "MY HERO!" inside, and held it up. She was rewarded with a smile so devastating her body temperature seemed to rise a degree. With some effort, she resisted the urge to crawl onto his lap to see if he was as comfortable as he looked.
    "Now that I have no doubt about your talent, I have an important question. Is there anyone else who could take over the company if you didn't?"
    He shook his head. "Not really. I have one cousin but... my father doesn't..." He stopped and shook his head again. "Suffice it to say, the responsibility is mine to bear."
    "Okay, you can't turn your back on your family, but that doesn't mean you can't accomplish more than one thing in your life. Look at da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson or Edison. Lots of people diversify. Why can't you?"
    His eyes were sparkling again as he absorbed what she was saying. "You make it sound so simple. Of course I could do both. As CEO, most of what my father does is delegate anyway. I could easily divide up my time if I put my mind to it."
    She smiled. "Sometimes a person can be so focused on what they think they're supposed to be doing, it takes another person to point out an alternate route."
    She wished she could bottle the expression on his face so that she could bring it out to savor on sad days. His fascination with her had clearly graduated to adoration. More amazing was that she felt the same way. The phrase "love at first sight" popped into her head again, and she wondered if it could really be possible after all.
    "Now, autograph every drawing for me so that when you're famous, these originals will be worth a fortune."
    He shot her a skeptical glance, but did as she asked. On the first he wrote, Only fate could have arranged a meeting this extraordinary. The second and third read, I'd do anything for you and You should have a full-time bodyguard—I'm available! Those three tugged on her romantic heartstrings, but it was the fourth, where they were walking off together, that set her soul on fire: Here's to love at first sight.
    "O-o-oh. These are so sweet. Thank you." Thinking only that a thank-you was inadequate for something so personal, she went over to him to give him a light peck on the cheek, but he turned his face so that her lips brushed his instead. "Oh, my," she said for the second time that night.
    She knew she should back away. It was far too soon to follow through with what she was feeling. While her common sense argued in favor of restraint, however, his mouth hesitantly touched hers again and she gave in to the need to discover whether he was truly the one she'd been waiting for—the one whose kisses would melt her bones and make the real world disappear.
    Her confirmation came the instant their lips pressed together in earnest. Fortunately, he eased her onto his lap, for her legs suddenly lost the ability to support her weight. And when he deepened the kiss, the taste of him caused a ripple of pleasure