Irresistible by Susan Mallery (android pdf ebook reader .TXT) 📕

sorry,” she said, aware of Zoe listening. “For, well, you know. I shouldn’t have done it.”

“Why did you?”

“I don’t know. I thought it would be nice. I thought we could be friends.”

Zoe stared at him. “Don’t you like Mommy?”

What had been charming a few seconds ago suddenly became uncomfortable. She regretted allowing Zoe to guilt him into staying for dinner. “Zoe, don’t ask questions like that. Walker has been very good to us and to Mrs. Ford. We’re grateful for that, but we don’t want to keep him too long.”

Walker felt like shit. He’d been surprised by the manipulated circumstances, but not offended or angry. He hadn’t meant to make Elissa feel bad.

“It’s okay,” he said, putting down his fork. “Everything is really good.” He glanced at Zoe, who watched him warily. “Yes, Zoe, I do like your mother. She’s a very caring person and she knows how to cook. I’m looking forward to the brownies you frosted.”

Elissa shook her head. “You don’t have to—”

“I want to.”

“No, you don’t.”

“Now you’re reading my mind?”

“Walker.”

He wasn’t sure why he was doing this. The easiest thing in the world would be to walk away. To take the escape she offered and go back upstairs. Only he hated the darkness he saw in her eyes and he wanted to listen to Zoe chatter about The Lion King or her friends or dogs. He didn’t have much normality in his life and he appreciated the chance to experience it, even from a distance.

“Let it go,” he told Elissa. “Eat your dinner.”

She hesitated, then nodded. “All right. Thank you.”

Walker turned to Zoe. “Tell me more about the play. What did the people wear?”

TWO HOURS LATER WALKER stood and stretched. “It was a good story,” he said.

Elissa smiled at him. “I can’t believe you were willing to sit through The Lion King.”

He glanced at the sleeping child curled up on the sofa. “I’m sorry she didn’t get to see the end.”

“This was only her four billionth time,” Elissa said, aware of the quiet of the evening and the closeness of the man.

“Want me to carry her to bed?” he asked.

“You’ve done enough of that for one day,” she told him. “I can manage.”

“Okay.”

She followed him to the door. Once there, she drew in a breath. “I’m sorry about what happened. I shouldn’t have used Zoe to coerce you like that.”

“Do you really think I’m not strong enough to resist a five-year-old?”

“She’s pretty adorable.”

“I agree, but I’m a big, bad Marine. At least I was.”

He might be big, but there was nothing bad about him. As far as she could tell, he was one of the good guys.

And she wanted him. Oh, sure, there were a lot of reasons why that was a mistake, but they didn’t erase the truth. Her knees trembled at the thought of his body against hers and she knew that if he didn’t at least kiss her, she wouldn’t be able to sleep for hours. Of course if he did kiss her, she wouldn’t be getting much sleep, either.

She could feel her body swelling, readying and nothing had happened. What would happen if he ever did touch her?

Apparently, she wasn’t going to find out anytime soon.

He smiled, thanked her for dinner and stepped out into the night. She stood by the open door and listened to him climb the stairs.

“Be careful what you wish for,” she told herself as she closed the door. “You just might get it.”

THE BEST PART of Elissa’s day was seeing her daughter when she got home from work. A very close second to that was taking off her very sensible shoes and wiggling her bare toes on the area rug in her bedroom.

It was still warm, so she didn’t bother with shoes. Instead she tossed her uniform into the dirty clothes basket and pulled on shorts and a T-shirt. An especially generous table of eight had given her an extra fifteen dollars for the day. A sensible person would put it into an emergency fund, but Elissa was seriously considering a special splurge on takeout.

Maybe she and Zoe could go to the mall and wander around for a while. She could get ideas for fall fashions for herself and her daughter and they could eat at the food court. It was Friday. Maybe they could even take in a movie.

She glanced at her small clock radio. It was nearly three. Zoe was playing at a friend’s house until four, when Elissa was supposed to pick her up. They would go to the mall, she decided. It would be a fun treat.

That decided, she walked into the kitchen and got a glass of water. Between now and four she could start on her next—

Someone knocked on the door.

Elissa’s heart did a little “let it be Walker” shimmy, which was very annoying. He’d made it more than clear he wasn’t interested in her in that way. Maybe he was and he was only doing what she’d asked, which meant she only had herself to blame. Not that there was any way to really find out.

She crossed to the door and opened it. But instead of Walker, there was a well-dressed older woman standing on her small porch.

“Elissa Towers?” the woman asked.

“Yes.”

“Good. Invite me in, please.”

Elissa blinked. “I don’t know you.”

“I’m Gloria Buchanan and you know my grandson. Invite me in.”

The combination of the woman’s imperious tone and her relationship with Walker caused Elissa to do as she’d ordered. She stepped back and allowed the other woman to enter.

Gloria Buchanan was about Elissa’s height, very thin and erect. Her tailored dress screamed designer and the cost of her shoes would not only replace all of Elissa’s tires, but probably the transmission, as well.

Gloria stepped into the living room and slowly looked the place over. Elissa refused to flinch as her gaze lingered on the worn sofa or the mess on the craft table in the alcove. This was Elissa’s home and if the old woman didn’t like it, she could leave.

“You