No Cap (Carter Brothers #1) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Carter Brothers Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 68459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
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I could, however, hide the reaction my body had to him.

Luckily today I was wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt, a bra, and my scrub top.

It may have been one hundred plus degrees outside during the hottest part of the day, but it was like Antarctica in the freakin’ hospital.

Quickly moving Zilla’s tail, I closed the door very gently, then locked the door without saying a word.

Then came the moment that I had to pick up my things and turn around.

I chose to pick up my things first, bending down to do so.

And, of course, that was when I felt the man’s solid warmth behind me.

I swallowed hard and stood up straight again, bag solidly in my hand, and acted for all the world like I wasn’t affected in the least.

Turning slowly, I was met with the most mouthwatering sight.

The man may be an ass, but man did he know how to fill out a pair of pants.

Dressed up for the day in ironed blue jeans that fit him like a glove, a long-sleeved dark gray shirt with barely visible white dots and a tiffany blue Ariat emblem on the left pocket tucked into his pants, and a dark brown western themed belt, he looked downright mouthwatering.

But that wasn’t the best part.

No, not even the cowboy boots covering his large feet were.

Nope, it was the black cowboy hat that fit snugly on his head, blocking out the beautiful blond waves of his hair.

His face was cleaned up a bit, no longer sporting the messy five o’clock shadow look. But he still had a beard, though a much neater one.

His eyes, dark tourmaline green, shone like jewels in the harsh lighting of my shitty apartment complex hallway.

He was also wearing glasses.

Wow. Now that was sexy!

I was the only one on this floor.

There were four apartments total on this level, but all of them were vacant but mine. Why were they vacant, do you ask? Because we were in the really bad part of downtown Dallas where there was a gang member on every corner. Not to mention there were a couple of drive-by shootings in this area every year.

But honestly, some people might’ve braved it like me if it wasn’t for the run-down building. Rent was cheap here, but there was a reason rent was cheap. The building was falling apart around our ears.

Over the years, all of my neighbors had dropped off from my floor. There were two on the floor below me, one below that floor, and one on the bottom floor.

It just made it easier to keep track of who was and wasn’t supposed to be in the building, though.

I’m sure there were a few people wondering what the asshole was doing here.

Unless no one saw him come in, that is. And it wasn’t like he was going to arouse suspicion on my floor since there was no one here but me.

Which was why I didn’t bother keeping my voice down when I saw him standing there.

“Why are you here?” I snapped. “And when did you start wearing glasses?”

His eyes sparkled, as if he was amused by my anger, which only made it spark higher.

“I’m here because I wanted to ask you where you were between three and four a.m.,” he asked, sounding hesitant. “And I wear glasses when my head starts to hurt really bad. Usually I wear contacts.”

I stiffened, wondering what had happened for him to have asked me that.

“Here,” I answered. “Why?”

He tilted his head in a way that would’ve caused all that beautiful blond hair to fall across his eyes again had he not been wearing his hat.

“And let me guess, you don’t have any proof of that,” he drawled.

This bitch…

“Actually, I do,” I said, sounding bored, but really, I was a boiling volcano about to spew lava everywhere.

His brows rose in surprise, as if he hadn’t expected my answer.

“An issue was brought up by a comedian. He finger-pointed you. What kind of proof?” he asked as he looked around. “This place is empty. It’s so shitty that there’s not even adequate locks on the front door. I didn’t see a single security light when I came up here, let alone a camera. And I didn’t see a single other occupant other than you.”

I pulled out my phone without answering his asinine comments about my place.

Pulling up my doorbell app, I turned it around to show him all the entries where it showed a person.

He reached for my phone, but I pulled it away. “Nuh-uh. I watched a video the other day online that said never let a cop have your phone. So you’re not getting my phone.”

He rolled his eyes, as if I was some cute little complication, and it made me want to kiss him. Then punch him in that sexy mouth when I was done.


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