I'm All Yours (3 page)

No, it can’t
be.

If last night hadn’t been
shitty enough
,
this morning didn’t look any
better. There on his
sixty
inch high definition screen was Evie Winters.
Nemesis, bitch, pain in the ass
,
and yes,
thorn in his side.

Was that a cof
fee stain
on her blouse?
Wonder how that
got by Miss I’m Always P
erfect.
Miss I’ve N
eve
r Made a Mistake in My L
ife.
At least the TV was
on mute
,
so he
didn’t have to listen
to her voice
. He fingered the remote, willing himself to hit the off
button
,
but for some strange reason, he just couldn’t
do it.

Damn, it’s like
something’s possessing me to watch her.

Kyle wanted to hate Evie
, really he did
,
but he’d done something despicable to her less than a year ago
,
so the fault wasn’t all hers. He’d stood
her up for the biggest interview scoop of her life
,
and yes, on live television
. And yes, it hadn’t
been his fault
either
. Well, in a way it had been. He’d
made the choice
to rush to
Colorado
that morning,
but it had been an emergency
. However,
he couldn’t let her
or anyone else
know the real
reason she’d been left sitting
with an empty chair in front of her and looking like
the biggest idiot in the world on live TV.
Nevertheless
, what’d she’d done on his return to
L
.
A
.
had be
en over the top
,
and from then on
she’d become his favorite person to hate.

He glanced at the screen again.

Like it or not,
Kyle had to admit she was cute. That dar
k hair that curled up at the ends
,
baby blue eyes,
kissable lips, high cheekbones…

He swallowed.

Shit, will wonders never cease?

He had a hard
-
on.

Kyle lifted
the sheet just to make sure he wasn’t imaging things. Nope
,
his
cock was back to normal
.

“Yes
!
”
he shout
ed
before
letting the sheet fall back on his body. He
punched the air with both his fists.
He set his hea
d back and pumped up the volume on the TV. Not even evil Evie could ruin his day now.

“Last week it was announced that the fall
TV
line
-
up…
”

Hell
, she was sexy.
Why hadn’t he realized that before today?
Not even
when she’d marched into the restaurant after the incident
on the morning show had he seen how alluring she
really
was.
H
e remembered that night, minute by painful minute.
Her burst
ing
into the restaurant l
ike she owned the place.
Had that been actual
steam billowing from her nostrils as she’d pounded across the wooden floor in her Jimmy Cho
o sh
oes
? She’d stood in front of the table glar
ing at him for a few seconds without
saying a word. She’d then
picked up the martini and thrown
it
dead center in
to
his face
.

The irony was it
hadn’t
even
been
his drink. It
had
belonged to his publicist who
had been
dining with him that night. Kyle had laughed it off by saying in a loud voice
so other diners could hear,
he was positive that was not only shaken but stirred
,
too
,
and not even James Bond had to deal with a bitch like her.
That had been
a stupid thing to say about a
woma
n like Evie.
That had made the dragon lady
’s breath produce more fire
.
S
he’d
then proceede
d
to dump
the whole dish of
Parmesan
cheese on
to
his head.

H
e’d stood
,
hoping to catch her as she exited the restaurant so
he could
give him a piece of his mind
,
but when he’d rushed outside on
to
the sidewalk, the paparazzi
had
been lined just waiting to snap
his photo. His startled face had turned up
on every entertainment and gossip publication
around the world the following day.
Even someone from TMZ
had
rushed over to ask him what his rea
ction was to Ms. Winter’s revengeful behavior
. He’d said no
comment and hurried
back inside, truly humiliated for the first time in his life.

Evil Evie had even had the audacity to call him later that night to gloat.

“So how does it feel when the shoe
’
s on the other foot? It’s really
not that great to be embarrassed
in front of everyone
,
is it, you ass hole.”

With that she’d slammed down the phone so hard, he thought he’d lost his hearing in that ear. It had been a whole hour before the buzzing noise in his head
had
subsided.

K
yle rubbed his cock through the sheet
. He was rock hard just thinking about her
and the look on her face that night. The sexy
red dress she’d b
een wearing. It had been
so tight
that
it
was obvious she hadn’t worn a
bra. Her
nipples had pushed through the sheer material
,
and yes, if he was honest the whole thing had actually been a
turn
-
on.

He made a
fist, trying to get her out of his mind
,
but he couldn’t. All he could think about was getting
her in
to
his bed so his erection wouldn’t go to waste this morning.
How sick was that?

Kyle put his hand under the sheet and wrapped it around
his cock
,
now unable
able to take his eyes off the screen and Evie. She was n
o longer in the studio
,
but the station was
showing a field report of her on one of the sets of a new series that would premiere in the fall. The sunlight played on her hair. And as she turned sideways
,
the light behind her made her dress
appear
almost
transparent.

He moved his hand faster and with more urgency, catching a glimpse of her
luscious
thighs.
The outline of their
muscles stood out
,
and he wondered
how long she worked out every day to get them looking that good.
What would they feel like wrapped around
his hips as he pounded into her?
 
He guessed she’d be extra tight in the pussy department.
Yes, a woman like Evie Winters couldn’t be anything else. Kyle groaned as he came
,
and it felt so good. He rest
ed
his head back on the pillow and took deep breaths as Evie f
aded from the screen and the image switched
to a commercial.

Just what would she think about him jerking off while she was giving her weekly entertainment report? Probably be
mortified. He was
pretty
shocked
by it
,
too. However,
she’d been the cure for his temporary impotence.

“Thank you
,
Evie
. O
kay
, I owe you one,” said Kyle
,
realizing he’d said it out loud.

He looked at his watch. He had an appointment with his trainer in less than an hour. After that
he was
going to call h
is date from last night because
now that his dick was back in working order
,
he’d ask for a second chance to take her to paradise.

Chapter Two

Evie wiped the perspiration from her face with one of the towels in her bathroom. The weather had
turned slightly humid
,
and she realized
she’d chosen th
e wrong day to go jogging. S
he’d
had
a strange so
rt of tensio
n building all day and needed
some exercise to try
to
get it out of her system.