Right Here Waiting by Tarra Young Page A

and watch her throw
it all away as she seemed bound and determined to do.
    He walked into her bedroom and she was right behind him
on his heels. He got her suitcase out of her closet where she stored it. He
began packing her clothes for her. “Damn it, Blade Thorne, look at me,” she
demanded. He was trying to avoid looking at her so he wouldn't give into the
desire and make love to her right now, right here, regardless of who saw them.
When he turned to look at her, her eyes were blazing with anger. Damn, she was
even sexier when she got angry. How would he ever be able to keep fighting his
desire for her with her looking at him this way? “What the hell do you think
you’re doing?” she demanded.
    “What does it look like?” He smiled at her, but regretted
it. It seemed to make her even more upset than she already was.
    “But why?” she practically yelled as he turned and began
packing her clothes in her suitcase again.
    “Because I’m moving you into the house and your friend
can have the cabin.” Shock furrowed her forehead.

 
    CHAPTER SEVEN
    D id she hear him correctly? Did he say
he was moving her into the house? Where did he get off thinking he was her
boss. A new wave of anger washed over her. She stood her ground though. “I’m not
leaving this cabin. I’m staying right here.”
    “You’re suggesting Josh stay in your parents’ old room?”
he asked as he stopped packing to look at her. "The choice is yours."
    “No, I’m saying I’m staying right here and Josh is
sleeping on the sofa.” She wasn't about to back down.
    He resumed packing her belongings. What choice was he
giving her? From where she stood it looked as if he already made up her mind
for her. She reached out to grab her clothing out of the suitcase. She made a
big mistake. Blade reached out, grabbed her wrist and spun her around to face
him. She was startled by the direct contact. Not even an inch of space remained
between them. Their eyes locked. She felt the fight drain out of her.
    Their lips as if having minds of their own, moved toward
each other and were soon locked together; as their tongues danced a timeless
dance. Someone cleared their throat, startling her. She quickly came to her
senses and realized what just happened. She and Blade pulled back at the same
time, and stepped away from one another instantly. Her legs felt like rubber.
Her cheeks burned bright red. What just came over her?
    “Is this a private party, or can I join in?” Josh asked
them, a smirk on his face. Megan felt embarrassed.
    Blade glared at him. “We’ll be out of your way soon, Mr.
Barton. I just need to finish packing Megan’s personal items so I can move her
into the main house. The cabin will be all yours.”
    “Call me Josh. I didn’t catch your name.” Josh held out
his hand to Shake Blade's, but Blade ignored it.
    “I didn’t throw it, but if you really need to know, my
name is Blade Thorne. I’m in charge of things around here.” He needed to make
sure this city guy knew who was boss around this place. If Josh had any plans
off sweeping Megan off her feet, Blade planned to make it impossible for him.
    “Okay Blade,” Josh said, the look on his face showing he
really wasn’t happy with the attitude Blade was giving him, and who could blame
him, but Blade didn't care. It was Megan he cared about. “I really don’t think
it’s necessary to move her out of the cabin," Josh explained. "I will
be comfortable sleeping on the sofa in the living room.”
    “I’m sure you would be, but just the same, I’ll be moving
Megan into the main house with me where she belongs.” Without another word,
Blade closed the clasp on the suitcase, picked it up with one hand, grabbed her
wrist with the other hand, and practically dragged her out of the cabin. She
must have been too stunned to say anything because she didn't protest.
    * * *
    S he looked around her parents’ bedroom.
It was her first time in this room since before she left for New