A Reclusive Heart (Hollywood Hearts #2)(21)
Author: R.L. Mathewson

While Jamie was looking out the window the man was looking at her, looking rather pleased as he quickly slipped his wedding ring off his finger and into his pants. Nick watched as the man ran his fingers through his hair and straightened his tie before approaching Jamie and gesturing to the seat next to her with his train ticket.

Oversold train his ass. He was going to have a word with Beth or whatever the hell her name was in transportation, he told himself as he watched the ass**le strike up a conversation with the little recluse. She really was a naive little thing, he decided as he watched the ass**le charm her. When she smiled and let out a small laugh that seemed to please the man and piss him the hell off he decided to intervene.

Clearly she was in over her head and he was helping her. It had nothing to do with the fact that she’d given away one of the smile and laughs so easily to the ass**le when he had to work his ass off to earn one. It didn’t. She was his responsibility and therefore it was his job to make sure that no one but him took advantage of her. With that in mind he walked over to her.

“Up,” he said, gesturing for her to stand. When she only stared up at him, looking adorably confused he grabbed her hand and gave it a quick tug. Once she was on her feet he moved in and sat down, throwing the ass**le a smug grin as he gave Jamie’s hand another little tug that had her falling on his lap. He ignored her surprised gasp as he righted her on his lap and got comfortable.

“What are you doing?” she whispered as another beautiful blush crept up her neck. It made him wonder if she blushed during sex. Before the thought left his mind he was shifting her again and trying not to notice how warm and soft her ass was. Hell, he really needed to get laid.

“Getting comfortable in our seat. Why?” he asked as he closed his eyes and settled in for the ride.

She shifted again, but didn’t say anything and neither did the guy next to him. He really didn’t expect to fall asleep so when he was suddenly jolted awake when the train came to a stop he was surprised. He was even more surprised to find his little recluse fast asleep in his arms. She was curled up quite nicely in his arms with her head resting on his shoulder.

“Lucky bastard,” the guy next to him muttered as he stood up and squeezed past him.

Ignoring him and how good Jamie felt in his arms he gently shook her awake.

When she mumbled something and tried to turn over in his arms he gave her another shake that thankfully did the trick. She slowly opened her eyes, looked at him sleepily for a moment before she blinked. He watched in fascination as her eyes widened almost comically a split second before she bolted from his lap.

As much as he hated to admit this, she’d felt damn good in his arms and he didn’t like that one goddamn bit. He was a man who liked his space and didn’t need a damn thing from anyone. Sex didn’t count. That was just a way to work out stress and get off. He sure as hell didn’t hold any of the women after he had sex with them.

If a woman entertained him in bed he’d consider her for a second bout of sex, but nothing more than that. Then again if she’d been too needy, brought any drama to the bed or displeased him in any way he was out the door before she was done screaming his name. He liked his sex bullshit free and without all that relationship crap.

Some women got a little pissed and irritated about his view on sex, but he didn’t care. If they even hinted at any drama he lost interest and moved on to the next woman. He liked to deal with women who knew the score before he f**ked them. There was no future with him and he made damn sure that they all knew it.

******

“What do you want to do after this?” Nick asked as he looked over some papers the bookstore manager gave him.

“Um,” she said, clearing her throat and trying not to appear nervous, “I was thinking about looking around the mall for a laptop.”

He frowned at that, but didn’t bother looking up from the paperwork. “I told you I’d find one for you.”

She stopped herself from pointing out that he’d promised to do that a few weeks ago, but she knew with their busy schedule and her List that he hadn’t had much time to look around. Well, tonight she planned on rectifying that. Not only did she need her own computer to work, but she also needed it to”What’s with the sudden rush?” he asked, still reading.

To watch  p**n , she almost blurted out but somehow held it back. Tonight for the first time ever she was going to watch  p**n . She’d never seen it before, always avoided it, but tonight she was going to watch one and take notes. Admittedly she was curious.

It wasn’t as though she was completely oblivious to the act. She read romance novels and saw love scenes in movies so she felt that she had a pretty good knowledge base of the act, but she’d never actually seen the real act, but tonight she would. She’d pay attention, learn what men liked and what she could expect when it came time to have sex. She might be a virgin, but that didn’t mean she wanted the first guy she slept with to know that. It was her business.

Granted she’d didn’t necessarily need to shell out a lot of money to watch a  p**n , but she didn’t want to use Nick’s computer in case it left evidence behind and she sure as heck didn’t want to have to order one of those movies she’d seen advertised in some of the hotels and have anyone find out that she was doing this.

She also didn’t understand why anyone would pay thirty bucks to watch a movie.

“I’ll take you after this,” he said, not sounding particularly happy about it, but then again he had been spending all of his time with her. She imagined a man like him wasn’t used to going without sex and probably needed a night off so he could do that. Then another thought occurred to her, one that made her curious, could men get cranky if they went without sex? If so, was it like PMS? Could she expect mood swings and sudden urges for chocolate from him?

She really didn’t think she could deal with a cranky Nick. An irritated Nick was bad enough. No, if he got worse she was going to grab the first bimbo she saw and throw her his way. She’d do anything to avoid Nick getting crankier.

“Jamie?”

“Huh?”

“I said we could go after this if you want to,” he said, looking up long enough to send her a frown.

“Oh, okay. Thanks,” she mumbled, feeling giddy. Who knows maybe by this time next week she wouldn’t be a virgin. That would be fantastic. She was also sure that having experienced the act first hand would probably benefit her writing. If anything she should have sex for her job. Yes, she definitely owed it to her readers to go out and have sex.