Page 10 of If Love Had A Price (If Love 3)

Nate.

Kris’s heart did a silly little skip, and her fingers tightened on the steering wheel.

“You’re cutting it close,” she said, dispensing with the usual greetings.

“Last I checked, I still have twenty-one hours left.” Nate’s smoky drawl filled the car, so deep and velvety Kris could almost feel it.

Her nipples puckered beneath her $300 silk bra, and heat oozed between her thighs until she bit back a surprised gasp.

Kris didn’t succumb to irrational lust. Ever.

Yes, she’d been aroused after her encounter with Nate in the parking lot yesterday, but this was on another level.

She was soaking wet after one sentence from a guy she wasn’t even sure she liked.

What the hell was wrong with her?

You and I need to talk later about appropriate responses,she told her traitor body, which only heated further in response.

“Did you call to debate the timing, or have you made a decision?”

Kris congratulated herself on her aloof tone. No one could tell from her voice that she was trembling like a leaf in the wind.

Nate chuckled, and dammit, the rough rumble of amusement turned her on even more.

He could make a killing as a phone sex operator.

“Yes. I’ll do it.” A brief pause. “With conditions.”

Conditions?Conditions?

Anger tempered Kris’s arousal. She’d already caved on his $5,000 upsell. $15,000 was a helluva lot of money for what he had to do, which was basically nothing except look pretty and toss a few compliments Gloria’s way.

“You must be smoking crack if you think—”

“I’ll do it for $15,000—”

They spoke at the same time, but Nate wasn’t finished, and his next words stunned Kris so much she couldn’t find her voice for a long time after he spoke.

“—and a kiss. From you. At any time I choose.”