Tempting Love (Cowboys & Angels 3)

Lane’s eyes snapped back at me. “I thought y’all were only friends.”

“Well, um, we have…”

Corina was struggling with her words, so I thought I would help.

“I’m not allowed to take a friend to the street dance? Wouldn’t that be what you were doing by asking her? Or were you hoping for something more?”

The look on his face said he’d love to punch the living shit out of me. Then he shot me a smirk. “Now that you put it out there, Mitch, I was hoping to move things a little further with Corina.”

“What?” From the tone of Corina’s voice, I could tell she wasn’t shocked by his admission. “Lane, we work together and I’ve already expressed that I don’t think it is a good idea for us to be anything other than friends.”

“I heard you went out with Philip,” Lane said.

Now her hands moved to her hips, and I knew she was pissed. Corina pissed off was one of the sexiest things I’d ever witnessed, and I’d witnessed it a few times already. But it was even better now that she was pissed at someone other than me.

“Excuse me? Are you snooping around my business, Lane?”

He shrugged. “I’ve heard a few rumors.”

“Hell, you gone off and done it now,” I said with a chuckle.

Corina turned to me. “You be quiet.” She faced Lane again, poking him in the chest. “How dare you dig into my personal life. What I do and whom I’m doing it with is none of your GD business.”

Damn, if she wasn’t cute when she tried to swear and couldn’t.

Lane stepped forward. “Corina, I only—”

“I’m not finished talking. I don’t know what rumors you’ve heard, but Philip was in need of a friend. I was there for him.”

“And what about Tripp Parker? Seems like you’re making your way through the brothers, from what I’ve heard. Does Cord come after Mitchell?”

My fists balled, and I started to step closer, but Corina beat me there.

Corina slapped the living shit out of Lane. And that wasn’t enough. Her knee hit his crotch so hard the poor guy didn’t stand a chance. Correction: he wasn’t standing at all now.

“I’ve heard a thing or two about you, as well, Lane Lewis,” Corina said.

Lane was on his knees, bent over in pain. Corina leaned down and whispered into his ear before she walked around him and climbed into my truck.

There was no way I could have wiped the smile off of my face even if I’d wanted to.

I held a hand out to Lane. “You need help standing up, dickhead?”

He jumped up. “If this is your way of trying to pay me back for high school, you won’t win.”

I tossed my head back and laughed. “Dude, I don’t live in the past. But that woman sitting in my truck is someone I care about. And I’m warning you now, stay the fuck away from her. You understand me?”

A smirk moved over his face. “Well, I’m going to be working pretty closely with her, asshole…what are you going to do about that?”

I let myself scan him up and down before I met his eyes. “You’d be surprised at the things I’m capable of doing without it linking back to me.”

“Are you threatening me, Parker?”

I slapped him on the side of his arm and smiled. “Hell no. That’s a promise.”

My heart was racing as I looked out the window at Lane and Mitchell. I had no idea what was being sad, and I didn’t care. I was angry.

How dare Lane Lewis say those things. And what rumors had he heard? Maybe people were talking about me staying with Mitchell. After all, how would that look on the outside? First I’d dated Tripp, now I was living with his brother…

Crap! I wasn’t helping the rumors by telling Lane the only Parker brother I’d slept with was Mitchell. Why did I tell him that just now?

Ugh.

I buried my face into my hands and let out a scream. The driver’s side door shut, and I jumped when I felt Mitchell’s hand on my leg.

“Are you okay?”

Dropping my hands, I looked to see if that jerk was still there. Lane was walking away with something of a limp. I was glad I’d kicked him where it counted.

I looked back at Mitchell. “No! I’m not okay. I’m…I’m pissed off!”

His eyes widened as he let out a soft chuckle. “I’d say so. Easy with the language there, dove.”

My heart dropped, and I was instantly taken back to the night Mitchell and I spent together. My chest rose and fell as I fought for each breath as the memory hit me.

Sitting on Mitchell, my legs wrapped around his body as he held me tightly. He was buried so far inside me. Our breathing labored as we both came down from our orgasms.

“I’ve never felt like this before,” he said. “What are you doing to me, dove?”