Hard To Love by Tina Rose Page B

best friend, besides her horse, and regardless of whether her sister recognized it or not, he was in love with Liv.
    “You may not look at him like that little sister, but I’ve seen how that boy looks at you. He’s in love, and you just keep him on the line. It’s not fair to him, Liv.”
    “I don’t keep him on anything. He’s had a dozen girlfriends. It’s not my fault they don’t make the cut.” Liv said, affronted.
    “They don’t make the cut because you always find something wrong with them.”
    “Go get laid would you? Stop worrying about the men in my life and worry about your own,” Liv said angrily.
    “Whatever,” Ella replied.
    “Be safe, call me when you land.” Liv said, before hanging up.
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    Packing her suitcase turned out to be more complicated than Ella had thought. Carter hadn’t mentioned anything that they were planning on doing, so she wasn’t sure what exactly to pack. Contemplating calling him, her phone rang and his name popped up on her screen. Trying to hold back the excitement in her voice, she answered the phone as coolly as possible.
“Hello, this is Ella Reid.”
    “Hey, kitten. You almost packed?” Carter asked, in that deep throaty voice of his.
    “I never said I was going,” Ella teased.
    “Oh, you’re going, if I have to tie you up, which doesn’t sound like a bad idea. I’d like to see you tied up.”
    “You’re just crazy enough to do that. What would security say?”
    “I’d convince them you were my love slave.”
    “You probably could, too,” she laughed. “Okay, you talked me into it. I’ll try to pack, but I’m not sure what I’m going to need. You never said if you had anything special planned.”
    “Oh, I have special things planned, kitten, trust me. But you won’t need anything special to wear for that.” Carter rubbed himself thinking about all the things he wanted to do Ella. Just thinking about it made him hard for her.
    “Carter, I’m serious,” Ella sighed.
    “I’m serious too. I’m not worried about what you’ll be wearing, sweetness, because all I’ll be thinking about is getting you out of it.”
    Once again, Ella’s cheeks turned ten shades of red. Carter had such an effect on her. It was crazy that she had avoided him for so long. He could be a domineering asshole, but he was a sexy domineering asshole who could play her body like a fiddle. After this trip, she’d know just how much of an asshole he really was, or find a side of him she could tolerate outside of the bedroom.
    “What are you saying Carter? You’d like to keep me tied up in the hotel room, naked for the whole trip?”
    “Oh, kitten, that is a good idea. I could think of some very naughty things I’d like to do to you.” Carter’s deep breathing on the other end of the line piqued Ella’s curiosity. She didn’t know what he was thinking about, but all she could think about was his hands on her body, his tongue running between her wet, slick folds. A shiver ran down her spine as she imagined all the wicked things she would like for him to do her.
    “I thought you were going there to work. Maybe I shouldn’t go. I may just distract you.”
    “Not being buried inside you all week has been a distraction. I think it’s time I get a new one, don’t you?” he asked in that sexy low baritone voice of his, setting her insides ablaze.
    It wasn’t a lie either. All he had thought about all week was the scent of her cologne still lingering on his pillow, and how good it had felt sinking deep within her. Seeing her blindfolded in his bed, a glistening sheen of sweat covering her body, and the way her body had responded to each of his strokes had been on continuous rewind in his twisted mind. Taking her to Nashville would kill two birds with one stone. He could get his fill of the sexy Ella Reid, and ward off the very handsy record exec he had to meet with.
    “You’ve been on my mind this week too.” Ella answered, pulling him from his own