MC Romance: Ride of Their Lives (BBW, Military Romance, Alpha Male) (Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance Book 1) Read Online Free
his file. This man had an extensive history.
“Well… Personally, I’d like to begin where we left off last night.” His voice all but dripped sex appeal.
Natalie had to suppress the urge to throw her notebook at him. The grin that crossed his face told her that he knew exactly what she had refrained from doing.
“Alright, if you don’t have a preference, why don’t we start with your recent trip to Afghanistan?”
That shut him up.
For a moment, his face turned steely. Then, with the precision of a true loner, he gave a false laugh and pretended to make light of the situation.
“Oh, you know… just another day in the field.” His response told Natalie a lot more than he realized. She stared at him as she waited for him to continue, but he did not.
Natalie narrowed her eyes. In the best of circumstances Chris Ryker would be a tough patient to handle. In light of recent events, however, she was fairly certain that he was never going to reveal a thing.
For a moment she considered submitting her evaluation to his commanding officers immediately. However, she knew that his refusal to open up would be detrimental to his career, and her failure on her very first case would be likewise damning for her own. At that moment she knew that, despite their sultry past, she needed to help him talk through what had happened.
Natalie gestured toward the doorway and pierced Chris with her most prim glare.
“I don’t think that we will be able to accomplish much today.” She spoke with a firm, detached tone. She could see his eyes narrow in response.
“Are you uncomfortable, Dr. Barnett?” He rose from his seated position. The immense height of this man seemed to swallow what little space was left in the office. In one step he was standing entirely too close.
“Not at all.” Her sharp reply revealed otherwise and she was forced to clear her throat. “I suggest that we postpone this meeting until later in the week. That way we can both participate without any shock or…”
“I think we both participate just fine.” He cut her off. The devilish smile that crossed her face told him exactly what sort of participation he was talking about.
Natalie felt her cheeks grow hot and she forced herself not to cover them with her hands. She never blushed! What gave this man the power to affect her on such a visceral level?
“Thursday.” She tried to brush past him but he blocked her way. The only thought in her mind was that she needed to put that immense desk between them. For both of their safety.
“It’s a date!” Chris made his way toward the door but Natalie spun on her heel and stopped him with and out-flung arm.
“It is a therapy session, Mr. Ryker. Nothing more.”
“You’re going to try to heal me?” His voice dripped with sarcasm.
“I can’t help you if you don’t want it.” Her frustration came off a little breathier than she would have liked.
Chris reach forward and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.
“Oh, I want it.” His tone was entirely too serious and Natalie felt her breath catch in her throat. Why did he have to look at her with such intensity? She forced herself to look away.
Before she could manage a response he had stepped past her and out into the hallway.
She had no idea whether or not he would show up for their Thursday session. She also had difficult time determined whether or not she wanted him to.
With a deep sigh, Natalie sunk into her plush leather chair. She leaned forward and placed her forehead against the cool desk.
What had she gotten herself into?
Chapter Five:
Two days later, Chris was still having trouble distracting himself from thoughts of the incredibly sexy Doctor Barnett. Holy smokes, but she made his blood churn. Never would he have expected that the laid back, witty, tomboy from the bar would be none other than his pristine therapist with her high heels and knee-length power skirt.
He had kept himself busy between the shooting range and exploring old
“Well… Personally, I’d like to begin where we left off last night.” His voice all but dripped sex appeal.
Natalie had to suppress the urge to throw her notebook at him. The grin that crossed his face told her that he knew exactly what she had refrained from doing.
“Alright, if you don’t have a preference, why don’t we start with your recent trip to Afghanistan?”
That shut him up.
For a moment, his face turned steely. Then, with the precision of a true loner, he gave a false laugh and pretended to make light of the situation.
“Oh, you know… just another day in the field.” His response told Natalie a lot more than he realized. She stared at him as she waited for him to continue, but he did not.
Natalie narrowed her eyes. In the best of circumstances Chris Ryker would be a tough patient to handle. In light of recent events, however, she was fairly certain that he was never going to reveal a thing.
For a moment she considered submitting her evaluation to his commanding officers immediately. However, she knew that his refusal to open up would be detrimental to his career, and her failure on her very first case would be likewise damning for her own. At that moment she knew that, despite their sultry past, she needed to help him talk through what had happened.
Natalie gestured toward the doorway and pierced Chris with her most prim glare.
“I don’t think that we will be able to accomplish much today.” She spoke with a firm, detached tone. She could see his eyes narrow in response.
“Are you uncomfortable, Dr. Barnett?” He rose from his seated position. The immense height of this man seemed to swallow what little space was left in the office. In one step he was standing entirely too close.
“Not at all.” Her sharp reply revealed otherwise and she was forced to clear her throat. “I suggest that we postpone this meeting until later in the week. That way we can both participate without any shock or…”
“I think we both participate just fine.” He cut her off. The devilish smile that crossed her face told him exactly what sort of participation he was talking about.
Natalie felt her cheeks grow hot and she forced herself not to cover them with her hands. She never blushed! What gave this man the power to affect her on such a visceral level?
“Thursday.” She tried to brush past him but he blocked her way. The only thought in her mind was that she needed to put that immense desk between them. For both of their safety.
“It’s a date!” Chris made his way toward the door but Natalie spun on her heel and stopped him with and out-flung arm.
“It is a therapy session, Mr. Ryker. Nothing more.”
“You’re going to try to heal me?” His voice dripped with sarcasm.
“I can’t help you if you don’t want it.” Her frustration came off a little breathier than she would have liked.
Chris reach forward and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.
“Oh, I want it.” His tone was entirely too serious and Natalie felt her breath catch in her throat. Why did he have to look at her with such intensity? She forced herself to look away.
Before she could manage a response he had stepped past her and out into the hallway.
She had no idea whether or not he would show up for their Thursday session. She also had difficult time determined whether or not she wanted him to.
With a deep sigh, Natalie sunk into her plush leather chair. She leaned forward and placed her forehead against the cool desk.
What had she gotten herself into?
Chapter Five:
Two days later, Chris was still having trouble distracting himself from thoughts of the incredibly sexy Doctor Barnett. Holy smokes, but she made his blood churn. Never would he have expected that the laid back, witty, tomboy from the bar would be none other than his pristine therapist with her high heels and knee-length power skirt.
He had kept himself busy between the shooting range and exploring old
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