Read Online The Omega Team: Ethan's Promise (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Men of Mercy Book 7) by Lindsay Cross - Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Lindsay Cross
Ads: Link
That’s why I gave you the leggings.”
“This isn’t what you wear for training.” She had three separate pairs of black cotton tanks with black pants, standard issue to train and loose enough to allow for movement. “How are you supposed to drop kick someone in this?”
“Honey, if you wear that, you won’t need to drop kick anything. He’ll be on his knees already,” Celine said.
Kate was already shaking her head. “This isn’t right. I don’t want Ethan to see me as anything other than a teammate.”
“Really? Then why did you blush when you said his name?” Celine arched a blonde brow and cocked her lips into a small smile.
Was she that transparent? She was supposed to be the trained operative, able to control her emotions and reactions. Her whole career she’d been a cold machine, living for work and the next job. She’d given men about as much thought as she’d given fashion. Zero.
“What’s so wrong with wanting Ethan? He’s built like a model, he’s drop dead gorgeous and he wants you.”
“You really think he wants me?” Kate asked.
“Wear that tomorrow and find out for yourself.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
The next morning Kate woke to sore muscles and an ear-splitting siren for her alarm clock. The workout yesterday had taxed her mind and muscles, she'd constantly had to fight her attraction to Ethan and block his attacks. By the end of the day, she'd had to swallow her pride and be the one to call it quits. Not Ethan.
Kate planned to change that today. She'd studied his moves, listened to his instructions and became aware of his patterns. Plus, she was wearing her ‘armor’ as Celine had called it. She spent a full extra ten minutes fixing her hair into a ponytail and applying mascara and then all but limped down stairs, her muscles not as eager as her renewed confidence.
“I got your plate ready. Have a seat.” Noni gestured to the kitchen table and a huge stack of pancakes layered with syrup.
Kate's stomach rolled at the mouthwatering sight. “Noni, I can't eat that right before training. I'll throw up.”
Noni had on a steel gray button up dress today and the color seemed to match her determination. “You can't fight on an empty stomach.”
“I can't fight on a full one either,” Kate grumbled as she settled in the chair.
“You're just as grouchy as my Johnny used to be.” Noni swiped the plate of pancakes and replaced it with eggs and toast. “How's this?”
“Perfect, thank you.”
Noni settled directly across from her, her stare making Kate shift in her seat. Aaron's grandmother seemed to see right into her soul, and she didn't like it one bit.
“I watched you two yesterday. He can't keep his eyes off you.”
Kate choked on her eggs and quickly took a gulp of orange juice. “Excuse me?”
“Ethan. Every time you're not looking, he's looking at you. And the way he looks at you…” Noni nodded her head with confidence leaving Kate to stare at her open mouthed.
“I really don't think this is an appropriate conversation.”
“Pfft, just because I'm old doesn't mean I can't appreciate love when I see it blooming. You willing to take a little advice from someone with a lot more experience?”
Kate slowly sat her juice back on the table and tried to keep her pulse below a thousand beats per minute. “Ma'am, I'm not sure what you thought you saw, but I just met Ethan. He's my trainer, nothing else.”
And I melt when he touches me. She flushed at the unbidden thought.
“Mmm-hmm. Is that why your cheeks have turned red as a tomato? I think you know as well as I do that the sparks flying between you two on those mats have nothing to do with
“This isn’t what you wear for training.” She had three separate pairs of black cotton tanks with black pants, standard issue to train and loose enough to allow for movement. “How are you supposed to drop kick someone in this?”
“Honey, if you wear that, you won’t need to drop kick anything. He’ll be on his knees already,” Celine said.
Kate was already shaking her head. “This isn’t right. I don’t want Ethan to see me as anything other than a teammate.”
“Really? Then why did you blush when you said his name?” Celine arched a blonde brow and cocked her lips into a small smile.
Was she that transparent? She was supposed to be the trained operative, able to control her emotions and reactions. Her whole career she’d been a cold machine, living for work and the next job. She’d given men about as much thought as she’d given fashion. Zero.
“What’s so wrong with wanting Ethan? He’s built like a model, he’s drop dead gorgeous and he wants you.”
“You really think he wants me?” Kate asked.
“Wear that tomorrow and find out for yourself.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
The next morning Kate woke to sore muscles and an ear-splitting siren for her alarm clock. The workout yesterday had taxed her mind and muscles, she'd constantly had to fight her attraction to Ethan and block his attacks. By the end of the day, she'd had to swallow her pride and be the one to call it quits. Not Ethan.
Kate planned to change that today. She'd studied his moves, listened to his instructions and became aware of his patterns. Plus, she was wearing her ‘armor’ as Celine had called it. She spent a full extra ten minutes fixing her hair into a ponytail and applying mascara and then all but limped down stairs, her muscles not as eager as her renewed confidence.
“I got your plate ready. Have a seat.” Noni gestured to the kitchen table and a huge stack of pancakes layered with syrup.
Kate's stomach rolled at the mouthwatering sight. “Noni, I can't eat that right before training. I'll throw up.”
Noni had on a steel gray button up dress today and the color seemed to match her determination. “You can't fight on an empty stomach.”
“I can't fight on a full one either,” Kate grumbled as she settled in the chair.
“You're just as grouchy as my Johnny used to be.” Noni swiped the plate of pancakes and replaced it with eggs and toast. “How's this?”
“Perfect, thank you.”
Noni settled directly across from her, her stare making Kate shift in her seat. Aaron's grandmother seemed to see right into her soul, and she didn't like it one bit.
“I watched you two yesterday. He can't keep his eyes off you.”
Kate choked on her eggs and quickly took a gulp of orange juice. “Excuse me?”
“Ethan. Every time you're not looking, he's looking at you. And the way he looks at you…” Noni nodded her head with confidence leaving Kate to stare at her open mouthed.
“I really don't think this is an appropriate conversation.”
“Pfft, just because I'm old doesn't mean I can't appreciate love when I see it blooming. You willing to take a little advice from someone with a lot more experience?”
Kate slowly sat her juice back on the table and tried to keep her pulse below a thousand beats per minute. “Ma'am, I'm not sure what you thought you saw, but I just met Ethan. He's my trainer, nothing else.”
And I melt when he touches me. She flushed at the unbidden thought.
“Mmm-hmm. Is that why your cheeks have turned red as a tomato? I think you know as well as I do that the sparks flying between you two on those mats have nothing to do with
Similar Books
