Tempting Boundaries: Excerpt 1

Tempting Boundaries

Montgomery Ink Book 2

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“Decker.”

“Miranda.”

She laughed softly. “I don’t know what I’m doing here.” She pressed her hands to her face then cursed.

Decker came to her side, his unopened Coke in his hand. He put it on her bruises and searched her face. “Don’t hurt yourself, Mir.”

She closed her eyes. If she took this step—and oh God, how she wanted to take this step—she might not be the one to do the hurting.

“I forgot about the bruises,” she said instead.

He took her chin in his hand and raised her face to his. “I didn’t,” he said, his voice low. “I could kill him for doing this to you.” From the promise in his voice, Miranda believed him.

“It’s over,” she said, hoping it was true. Monday morning at work would be uncomfortable and horrible, but she’d push though. She was a Montgomery.

He traced his fingers down her face while still keeping his other hand on her chin. “Not yet, but soon. I won’t let him hurt you again.”

“What are we doing?” she asked, her voice annoyingly breathless.

Decker searched her face then took a step back. She hated that she felt cold at the distance. “We’re going to drink our drinks, and then we’re going to talk.”

“About?”

“About the fact that, though I pushed you away, I can’t seem to keep you away.”

She narrowed her eyes, stung. “You make me sound like a bug you just can’t squash.”

He popped open his drink and took a sip. “Come sit with me.”

It didn’t escape her attention that he hadn’t corrected her bug description. Jerk. Hot jerk, but still a jerk.