Touch and Go. Michelle Rowen
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Название: Touch and Go

Автор: Michelle Rowen

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Контркультура

Серия: Mills & Boon Blaze

isbn: 9781408949160

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СКАЧАТЬ enough courage to finally call Patrick to explain her situation. True to his word, he told her to immediately move back to Mystic Ridge and start work at PARA, where he’d personally help her master her telekinesis.

      She was so grateful she’d nearly cried right then and there. She could investigate paranormal phenomena. Sure she could. And in return she’d get her life back under control. It sounded like a fair deal to her. An opportunity that sounded too good to be true.

      Plus, she’d get to see Patrick again. The idea thrilled her more than she’d like to admit, even though she knew his fiancée of two years ago was probably his wife now.

      I’ll lust after him at a safe distance, she thought.

      Still, even solid in her knowledge that he was off the menu, she felt her heart thudding wildly as she waited for him in PARA’s lobby at promptly one o’clock this Monday afternoon. Today her new life would begin.

      And then she saw him get out of the elevator at the far end of the lobby with a brunette woman. They begin walking toward her. He was just as she’d remembered—tall and lean, mid-thirties, with hair the color of dark golden sand and eyes the color of an emerald-green ocean. He wore a crisp white shirt that fit his top half perfectly and slate-gray pants that fit his bottom half perfectly.

      Over the past two years she’d hoped that it was just her imagination that had made her remember this electric attraction to him. It wasn’t. She felt it now as keenly as she had the first time she’d seen him.

      Two years, too many erotic dreams to count, and she knew she wanted Patrick McKay to make wild love to her.

      The light above her head didn’t flicker this time. It shattered, raining tiny pieces of glass down just in front of where she stood on the ceramic tiled floor.

      She winced. One look at Patrick was enough to spike her emotions enough for her telekinesis to create a minidisaster. Great second impression.

      He stopped walking and looked up at the broken light, then down at her.

      He raised an eyebrow. “That was definitely you this time, wasn’t it?”

      She grimaced. “Guilty as charged.”

      “Welcome to PARA, Carrie,” he said.

      “Thanks. I’m—I can’t tell you how glad I am that you’ve agreed to work with me.”

      “Mastering TK is a challenge, but I think you’ll be up to it if you’re willing to work hard.”

      She glanced down at his left hand, surprised not to see a gold wedding ring there. Her eyes flicked back to his. “I’m a hard worker.”

      “I’ve asked that you be temporarily assigned as my partner so I can work personally with you.”

      She couldn’t help but smile. “That sounds good to me.”

      Patrick then looked at the woman standing next to him. She was beautiful, with dark hair a shade lighter than Carrie’s and bright blue eyes. “This is Amanda LaGrange. She’ll be helping you get settled in and she’ll show you around. If you have any questions, Amanda’s the one to ask. I’m going to be away for the rest of the day, but we’ll touch base tomorrow. Our first assignment together will be an off-site assessment next week. I hope your passport’s up to date.”

      An off-site assessment sounded interesting. “It is.”

      Amanda stretched out her hand. “It’s great to meet you, Carrie.”

      Carrie smiled and shook it. “You, too. And thanks again, Patrick. I’m going to sound like a babbling, enthusiastic newbie for a while, but the fact that you’d remember me after all this time really floors me. I appreciate it more than you know.”

      She extended her hand toward him.

      She waited.

      And then waited some more.

      His shoulders stiffened and he looked down at her hand. “Carrie, I…”

      Amanda glanced at him for a moment. “Sorry, Carrie. Patrick doesn’t touch…uh…” She appeared to grapple for her words. “Patrick prefers not to have physical contact with anyone. Don’t take it personally.”

      No physical contact? Carrie felt confused and embarrassed as she pulled her hand back and shoved it into the pocket of her winter jacket. This was the extreme opposite of the first time they’d met, when he’d taken her hand in his. Maybe he’d become a germaphobe in the last couple of years.

      “It’s okay. I understand.” She didn’t, but she didn’t want him to feel awkward about it.

      Patrick cleared his throat. “I can make an exception for my new partner, of course. Let’s try that again, shall we?”

      He held his hand out to her, his expression tense.

      Carrie glanced at Amanda, who watched them with a slight frown, before she took Patrick’s hand. He squeezed, but didn’t shake it. His skin was slightly rough and as warm as she remembered. It sent a shiver of awareness through her that made her breath catch. Nothing had changed. She still felt this strange sensual pull toward him that was much too strong to ignore. She wondered if he felt the same.

      She shifted her attention from his hand to his handsome face and was startled to see his already tight expression had grown pained.

      She tried to smile. “Hope you’re not reading something horrible about me this time.”

      “No…nothing like that.” His voice sounded strained and he let go of her and took a shaky step backward. “That’s more than enough.” He said it under his breath, more to himself than to her, then gingerly touched his temples as if he had a headache.

      She watched him cautiously. “Is something wrong?”

      “No, it’s—it’s nothing. Sorry, Carrie, we’ll have to catch up later. I need to go. Right now.” He turned and quickly walked out of the building, pushing through the glass doors without another word.

      Carrie watched him leave, deep uncertainty filling her. She glanced at Amanda. “I have that effect on men lately. They run away from me as fast as they can.”

      Amanda laughed. “I have trouble believing that.”

      “So did I scare him away? That just seemed a little…odd.”

      Amanda was quiet for a moment. “Come over here. Before I show you the rest of the office and introduce you to everyone, there’s something we have to talk about.”

      Carrie followed her toward a black leather couch in the waiting area across from the reception desk. “That sounds ominous.”

      “Don’t worry, it’s got very little to do with you. It’s all about Patrick. And since you’re going to be working one-on-one with him, you have a right to know.”

      “Know what?”

      Amanda sat down and crossed her legs, gazing out the glass doors in the general direction Patrick had departed. “He’s changed. He never used to be this СКАЧАТЬ