Banishing All the Rules (Billionaire Romance) (The A List Series Book 3) Read Online Free Page B

trembling,” his hands rubbed up and down my arms, making me feel safe and needy at the same time.
     
    “I’m so relieved you’re here.” I snuggled in closer, relishing in the protection his touch offered.  After a minute he let go, allowing me to bend, to turn the handheld vacuum off before I faced him again.
     
    Breccan eyed me and the damage with confusion. “What happened here? What’s got you so worked up?”
     
    “Two words: Miranda Devereaux.”
     
    Breccan’s jaw tightened. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.”
     
    “I wish I was. That bitch is certifiable.”
     
    “Start at the beginning. Is my mother okay?” I opened my mouth to reply when he cut me off. “Cora, you’re bleeding!”
     
    I glanced down at my shins. Thin streaks of blood oozed down my legs, reminding me of the shower curtain in Psycho. “I know. It’s not bad, just a few scrapes. I wanted to clean the glass out of the carpet first so Evelyn didn’t accidentally step in it.  Everything happened all at once and I forgot to lock her door.”
     
    Breccan scooped me into his arms, causing me to drop the small vacuum on the couch with a thud and proceeded to carry me out of the living room and down the hallway. He didn’t stop until we were in his master bathroom. He placed me gently on the closed toilet lid, bending to inspect my injuries.
     
    “Breccan, this really isn’t necessary. They’re just a few tiny cuts.”
     
    His large hands slowly skimmed the length of my leg, gently circling my ankle before picking up my foot to inspect it too. I couldn’t stop the shivers that ran down my body at his gentle touch. He never ceased to have an effect on me. Even the tiniest touch elicited a reaction, no matter how hard I fought to reign in my feelings for him.
     
    “Cora.” My name rolled off Breccan’s tongue like warm honey: sweet and thick. My eyes met his, and I could see the struggle for control deep in his eyes too. My body instinctively inched toward him, yearning to be closer. Needing to feel the heat that vibrated off his skin. Wanting nothing more than to reach out and touch him.
     
    I shivered again.
     
    Breccan’s fingers traced back up my leg, past my knee until he reached the hem of my skirt. He skimmed his fingers along the edge of the cotton fabric. My breathing became heavy as I anticipated what he would do. What I knew we both wanted. I fought to stay still and not just jump into his arms right then and there. We hadn’t worked out all of our problems and were still in an awkward place, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want him any less. In fact, after knowing how amazing his touch was, not having it for these last few weeks has been torture.
     
    The tip of his middle finger slipped under the loose fabric and my eyes slid shut as I savored the feel of—
     
    “Where is everyone? Where am I?” Evelyn’s scared voice snapped us out of our lusty haze. Breccan withdrew his hand, standing back up to meet his mother, who stood in the doorway.
     
    “Hey Mom,” Breccan leaned in, kissing her forehead. “You’re at my house, remember?”
     
    She shook her head. “No. Why am I here?”
     
    “You’re just visiting for a few days. I missed you.”
     
    Evelyn smiled up at him, resting her palm on his cheek. “You look so much like your father. So handsome.”
     
    Breccan leaned into her hand. I could practically see his heart swell at her affection. She didn’t give it often. She didn’t know who he was enough of the time.
     
    “That girl is bleeding, Breccan.”
     
    “I know, Mom. I’m going to help her get cleaned up real quick. Can you wait for me in the living room?”
     
    Evelyn started to leave, but panic swelled in my throat. “No, Breccan. The glass. I wasn’t done cleaning it up.”
     
    “Shit,” he cursed. “Hey, Mom. Why don’t you come with me real quick to the kitchen? I’ll fix you some dinner.”
     
    Breccan put his arm around her shoulders before turning