Seductive Secrets

“Do you have a couple minutes to talk?” he asked as she finished massaging Grady’s arm and carefully placed it back on the bed.

“Grady has a session with his physical therapist in ten minutes.”

With the number of relatives coming and going these days, Paul didn’t want his conversation with Lia interrupted or overheard. “I’ll meet you by the pool.”

On the flight back to Charleston, he’d prepared a number of ways to extricate her from his family. Now, with Grady’s improvement hanging on her continued presence, he wasn’t convinced sending her away was the best idea.

While he waited for Lia to arrive, Paul paced the concrete deck, oblivious to the tranquility offered by the turquoise rectangle of water, the lush landscaping and the peaceful twittering of the birds.

This whole situation would be more cut-and-dried if anything suspicious had appeared in her background check. But Paul had nothing concrete to prove that she might not be as transparent as she appeared. While deep in his gut he was certain that she was keeping secrets, Paul was a man who acted on facts not feelings.

When Lia arrived, Paul wasted no time making his position clear. “When I told you to stay away from my grandfather, I had no idea things would get this out of control. I don’t know what you and my brother were thinking, but this can’t go on.”

Because his entire family had embraced her, it fell to Paul to remain detached and keep his guard up. That would be easier if she didn’t stir his body and incite his emotions. And if she hadn’t worked miracles with his grandfather.

“You’re right,” she agreed. “I shouldn’t have let Ethan talk me into lying to everyone. I’m sorry. It’s just Ethan was so desperate to help your grandfather. And believing that I’m his granddaughter has made him better.”

Paul watched her expression, determined to see past her guileless facade to the truth. “You’ve done a good job making sure everyone is attached to you.”

Her lashes flickered at his deliberate accusation. “That’s to be expected. They all think I’m their long-lost cousin.” She crossed her arms over her chest and lifted her chin. “Have you decided how you’re going to break the news about me being an imposter?”

Paul forced air through his teeth in a soft hiss. “I’m not sure I can. The truth would crush Grady.”

Her eyebrows went up in surprise. “What are you going to do then?”

“I don’t know.” He needed to discuss the situation with Ethan.

She narrowed her eyes in confusion. “So why did you want to talk to me?”

Why had he wanted to talk to her?

“I...”

What could he say? That she’d been on his mind the entire time he was gone? That he found her fascinating despite his mistrust? He wanted to know everything about her. And not just because her mysterious background and limited digital footprint awakened his curiosity. Some of her behavior didn’t fall into easily explainable patterns. For example, why did she dress up and visit children in the hospital? Something so altruistic was contrary to how an opportunist would behave. Unless she played on the sympathies of parents with sick children to some end. He’d never know unless he got to know her better.

And then there was the pesky physical attraction she inspired in him. Even now, as his thoughts took him down a somber path, he caught himself admiring her long lashes and wondering if her full lips could possibly be as soft as they looked. Her casual outfit showed off a toned body with soft curves. He imagined framing her slim hips with his hands and pulling her close. Dipping his head and running his lips down her neck to the place where it met her shoulder. Hearing her groan in pleasure as he lifted her against his growing erection and plunged his tongue into her mouth...

“Paul?” she said. “Are you okay?”

His name on her lips shocked him out of his lusty daydream. “No, I’m not okay. You and Ethan have put me in the untenable position of having to lie to Grady.” A slight breeze flowed toward them from the garden, bringing the sweet scent of honeysuckle and cooling the heat beneath his skin.

“I know and I’m sorry.” She put her hand on his arm and the contact seared him through two layers of fabric. “But you won’t have to worry about that for too long. In a couple weeks, as soon as Grady is firmly on the road to a full recovery, we’ll explain that the genetic testing place made a huge mistake and I’ll be gone.”

That she and his brother thought they could just snap their fingers and undo the whole situation showed just how impulsive they’d been.

“Why are you doing this?” he demanded, badly needing to understand. “What do you get out of it?”

Something flickered in her eyes briefly before she composed her features into an expression of benign innocence. “Nothing.”

Nothing? Paul’s muscles bunched as wariness returned. That didn’t ring true. Because what he’d glimpsed in that microsecond was all the confirmation that he needed that Lia Marsh was up to no good.

Lia could tell Paul wasn’t believing her claim and decided she’d better elaborate. “I really don’t want anything from your grandfather or any of your family. I just want to help.” She infused this last statement with all her passion, wondering if anything she said would quiet Paul’s suspicions.

Earlier when she’d looked up and spied Paul standing in his grandfather’s bedroom, her first reaction hadn’t been panic, but vivid, undeniable lust. The guy was just so gorgeous. For someone who made his living thwarting cybercriminals he had an amazing physique. His broad shoulders and imposing height sent her heartbeat racing while his smoldering looks drove her desires into dangerous territory.