Imperfect (Triple Canopy #3) - Riley Edwards Page 0,27

around the corner.”

“Babe, neither one of us is leaving. Pull up DoorDash. I want six crispy tacos and a meat and cheese burrito.”

“Six tacos? You can’t eat six tacos.”

“I can when I skipped lunch and I’m fucking starving.”

At that declaration, my hands moved. One slid around to the front of him and trailed up his stomach. The other glided up his back. No fat. Just dips and valleys of muscle.

“How’s that possible?”

“How’s what possible?”

My fingers on his back curled in and I tried to pinch the taut skin in an effort to find an ounce of body fat. I found none.

“Damn, woman, there a reason you’re pinching me?” Luke complained.

“That just sucks.” It was my turn to complain. “Why is it men can eat six tacos and a meat and cheese burrito and have not a pinch of fat? I’d maybe get two days of eating like that before my ass would balloon.”

Luke’s body started shaking and I stupidly nuzzled closer, enjoying the feel of his laughter. And when the shaking turned audible I enjoyed that, too.

Way, way, too much.

I was sitting on my couch with my knees bent, legs tucked under me, feet to the side resting between me and Luke. I also had a belly full of tacos and a meximelt. Taco Bell wrappers littered my coffee table next to where Luke had his socked feet resting. And for the record, Luke didn’t eat six tacos—we’d ordered a twelve-pack—I ate two and Luke demolished ten and he rounded out his meal with his burrito.

We’d talked about nothing personal, nothing taxing. He asked about work, I told him what I could about the call-outs I’d been on. Luke listened and interjected. Sometimes he’d pull his brows together and his face would turn hard. But it wasn’t until I told him about a particular takedown that I found amusing that Luke’s scowl turned dark. We’d served a warrant and had to pull the guy out of bed. It was unfortunate he was naked as a jaybird and even worse that when he woke from his drug-induced sleep he fought like a mother. Which led to me grappling with a high-as-a-kite-full-nude meth dealer who obviously sampled his wares and used pharmaceuticals when he needed to come down. There was no other explanation for the scrawny dude’s burst of strength. After that, I felt it prudent to end story time and turn on a movie.

That brought us to now. Me sitting close but not too close to Luke. I was surprisingly relaxed. Until Luke’s hand found my ankle and pulled me out of my sideways tuck. I twisted at the last second so I wouldn’t roll off the couch as he placed my feet in his lap.

“What are you doing?” I tried to sound irritated but I was worried it came out breathy.

This was because my feet were in Luke’s lap and his hands were moving over my calves, his thumbs digging into the tight muscles.

It felt good.

Damn good.

Not his thumbs working the muscles, but his hands on me.

A tingle rushed up my calves, thighs, then straight between my legs.

His ministrations didn’t stop when he said, “Giving you a leg rub.”

I wanted him to rub more than my legs, and the mere thought of how his strong hands would feel in other places had my nipples tight and my panties wet.

Not good.

I tried to pull my legs back but Luke captured them and continued to knead the knots. I couldn’t stop the groan that slipped out.

“So good,” I whispered.

Luke’s hands twitched and his thighs under my feet turned to stone.

Really not good.

“Watch the movie, Shiloh,” he demanded.

I didn’t turn to watch what was playing on the screen. I was too enthralled by the hard set of his jaw, the way his voice had deepened, his stiff shoulders.

He’d made it crystal clear all he wanted was to be friends. So why was he touching me? Why did he look like he was exhibiting a good amount of control not to touch me other places?

“Do friends give leg rubs?” I blurted out.

His neck craned and his eyes locked onto mine.

“This friend does.”

Holy hell.

It was not what he said, or even the sexy rumble in his tone, it was the unchecked fire that danced in his eyes that took my breath. I’d noticed Luke’s irises changed colors. It was a slight variance from brownish green to more green when he was in the sun to browner when he was pissed off. But right then the

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