Dangerous Secrets (Montana Men #6)(14)

She'd said it harshly enough that Mike should be properly admonished. But did he look contrite? Not even a little! In fact, he laughed! The obnoxious man actually laughed! And then pulled her in front of him, pressing his chest against her back, his groin against her bottom.

She was so outraged that she … oh my! All of her anger flew out the window as she felt his growing erection against her bottom. She couldn't move, couldn't breathe! All of her awareness was on that growing part of him. That part of him that … she shouldn't be so interested, so fascinated by that part of him! She should pull away. Not … no, she wasn't going to press into him. No way!

"Relax," he said softly into her ear. "It won't bite." And just to make matters even worse, he nipped at her earlobe!

She was holding on to the pew in front of her as tightly as she could, afraid to let go actually. It took everything inside of her to keep herself from pressing back against him. She had to fight every instinct inside of herself to not shift and explore that hard part of him!

Her eyes glanced up at the minister, but he was smiling as he sang out the hymn along with the rest of the congregation. Looking around, she realized that no one was really paying much attention to her. Everyone else was singing, all were focused on the service. She and Mike were the only ones that were acting so inappropriately.



Mike could feel her nails digging into the skin of his forearm and wanted to laugh. But it wasn't funny. She was holding onto him, her soft bottom pressing against his erection and all he wanted to do was carry her out of here and make love to her in his truck.

Hell, he hadn't felt this randy since he was sixteen and he'd accidentally walked by the girls' locker room right after gym class. He'd gotten an eyeful then, but … actually, come to think of it, he was in more pain now than he had been the rest of that afternoon.

"Halley," he groaned, when she shifted ever so slightly.

That one word was a mistake though. She jerked out of his arms, stepping as far away as he would allow, which wasn't very far since he still kept his arms around her tiny waist. "Let me go," she whispered, turning her head ever so slightly.



       
         
       
        

"Not a chance," he told her and hauled her right back in front of him. Luckily, the minister was giving the benediction at that moment, so she had to be still. He helped with that by wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her close. No way was he letting her loose now. Not with the evidence of what they'd been flirting with during the service in such prominent … attention.

The minister moved to the back of the church, only a few feet from where Mike was holding Halley. With a look and a smile, the minister nodded to both of them, but then gave Mike "The Eye", which indicated that the minister was aware of what was going on. Mike sincerely hoped that the older man wasn't completely aware. He might guess, but that was about it.

The congregation was filing out but Mike nudged Halley towards the opposite end of the pew. "This way," he said when she tried to make a U-turn and head towards the rest of the exiting parishioners.

"I'm not going with you," Halley snapped, trying to tug her arm away.

Mike only pulled her closer, bending down low so she could fully appreciate his words. "Halley, you got me into this condition. I need you to walk me out of here."

Halley looked back up at him with curiosity, fascination, horror, and common sense, which told her to let him handle this on his own.

She squared her shoulders and glared at him. "You're a guy. This," she waved her hands in the general direction of his groin but refused to look in that direction, "happens all the time with guys. You should know how to control it. How to hide it when the situation is awkward."

Was she truly that naïve? Did she really have no idea how she affected him? He groaned and hauled her up against him once more. Through clenched teeth he growled, "Halley, walk over to that doorway without another word about this condition. Or I will walk out of here and I don't care who sees what is happening with my body."

Halley bit her lip and looked around his broad shoulders. They were drawing attention to themselves. She could already imagine the gossip at each Sunday dinner table. Everyone would be speculating, wondering what was going on between them.

It would be much better to just leave with Mike as if they were heading towards a meeting or doing something as friends. She definitely didn't want her name associated with Mike's after today. Or any other day!