Secret Obsession (romantic suspense) (Red Stone Security Series Book 12) Read Online Free

shoulder as the side door to the beach club opened. A giggling group of three women stumbled out. Instead of heading their way, they turned and started for what he knew was the parking lot. He turned back to Raegan, who was beginning to fade fast.
    He cupped her cheek, shook her a little. Her eyes were glazed. “How much have you had to drink?”
    “What…you doing here?”
    Damn it, she was drunk. Or…worse. “Who did you come with?” Because it sure as hell hadn’t been that guy.
    Instead of answering, she wrapped her arms around him, pressing her very full breasts against his chest as she practically nuzzled his neck. “You smell good,” she murmured.
    He groaned at the feel of her pressed up against him, felt like a dick for liking it so much. “Listen, sweetheart, we need to get you out of here.” Without pause, he lifted her into his arms, holding her close. She had one of those slim wallet-sized purses with the strap securely around her wrist. He scooped up her fallen shoe as they passed it, tried not to notice the soft swell of her breasts peeking out of her halter dress as she cuddled against him. Or the way she was rubbing his chest and nuzzling his neck.
    “Who did you come with, Raegan?” he asked as he carried her along the exterior of the club. It was just chance he’d seen her stumbling out the side door with some shady-looking guy. He’d come here tonight because a detective friend had needed a favor. A suspect they were trying to bring in was known to frequent this place and half a dozen others. This was the club he’d been chosen to stake out.
    “Friends. Who’d you come with? Your…girlfriend?” Her words were still slurred, uneven.
    “Don’t have one,” he muttered. Because the only woman he wanted was currently in his arms. And she wouldn’t be acting like this if she were sober. That much he knew.
    The music faded as he made his way past the door they’d come out of. As he rounded the building, he noticed two security guys talking and smoking. They didn’t even give him a second glance as he carried a practically unconscious woman into the parking lot. Not doing their damn job. He knew who the owner of this place was and he’d be making a call to him very soon.
    But Raegan was his priority. When they reached his truck, he got her into the passenger-side seat.
    “You smell good,” she said again, this time nipping his earlobe. Her voice was sensual, her eyes heavy-lidded as she looked at him.
    Inches separated them as he stared into blue, blue eyes. Eyes he could drown in. Looking at her now, however, he wondered if she’d been drugged. “So do you,” he said quietly. “I need you to focus for a second. I’m going to take you to see a friend of mine.” Because Ford was pretty sure she’d been drugged, and that guy who’d ditched her had clearly had something bad planned. “He’s a doctor—”
    She listed forward suddenly but when he went to steady her, she grabbed onto his shirt and tugged him down to her. Her mouth skated over his, her lips soft and pliable.
    He needed to pull back. To stop this. Right now. She wasn’t herself, wasn’t thinking.
    But when she moaned against him and bit his bottom lip, he lost the ability to think. Almost.
    “Raegan, no.” He withdrew from her, strapped her in, slid back and shut the door as she made a protesting sound.
    Cursing, he leaned against the side of the door, scrubbed a hand over his face. Raegan was not for him and she wouldn’t even remember the kiss anyway. He shouldn’t have let it go that far. Continuing to curse himself, he rounded the truck and slid into the front seat.
    “Do you remember how much you had to drink?” he asked, starting the ignition.
    “Um…two. Maybe one and a half. I started to feel…dizzy though. Why are you here again?” She closed her eyes, let her head fall back.
    Damn it. Drugs. He decided then and there that he would make it his personal mission to find out who the hell had drugged