LOVE QUAKES: BOXED SET (BOOKS 1-4) Read Online Free Page A

2011 Lights hit . She has an angelic voice though,” he remarks. “What do you think about it?” Each time he speaks to me, he turns to look directly into my face. It’s quite romantic, especially when I look into his gleaming aqua eyes.
     
    “Goulding sounds much more brooding on her latest piece. I like the beat of her electro-indie music, generally,” I announce to impress him with my knowledge of her work. “It’s the music that I listen to when I need soothing.”
     
    “I’d like to soothe you, Joanna,” he announces with his most seductive and gentle voice yet. I sigh when he pulls me toward him again and kisses my forehead very gently. That’s so sexy I could implode.
     
    It’s a bit jarring to be so close to Tristan Grant in the elevator, so I smile sweetly but push back from his embrace. Then I refocus on the music. “Goulding’s got a more complex sound now than on her first album. Her 2011 release seemed a bit airy with too many soft beats,” I state with more conviction. I’m definitely trying to impress him with my understanding of popular music.
     
    “Listen to these lyrics, though, Joanna on Anything Could Happen.” Once again, Tristan holds his IPhone before us while we stand shoulder to shoulder and listen.
     
     
     
Stripped to the waist
     
We fall into the river
     
Cover your eyes
     
So you don’t know the secret
     
I’ve been trying to hide
     
We held our breath
     
To see our names are written
     
On the wreck of ‘86
     
That was the year
     
I knew the panic was over
     
Yes, since we found out
     
Since we found out
     
That anything could happen
     
Anything could happen…
     
    Tristan turns to me at the end of the piece and asks very directly, “Do you think anything can happen with us?”
     
    “I don’t know. We’re poles apart Tristan,” I confess and look him in the eye. His eyes melt when I gaze up at him.
     
    “I want something to happen. You have the most beautiful eyes, Joanna. I’m already getting lost in them,” he tells me while licking his lips. I look away and step back a bit further. Once again, I need to distract him. He looks offended at the space I’m putting between us.
     
    “Do you play any sort of instrument, Tristan?” I ask as I pace toward the other side of the elevator.
     
    “Just my IPod and my music’s mostly eclectic,” he offers and stares at me with rueful longing. “And you?”
     
    “Only in my mind,” I giggle. He looks at me for a beat with a dejected expression on his face.
     
    The elevator starts to gyrate again and tosses me around. I’m thrust over and into Tristan’s side then. He uses the opportunity to hold me tight and look into my eyes with concern until the rumbling settles down. I begin to move out of his embrace but he stops me from breaking the contact. He hugs me close as I look into his needy eyes.
     
    “You’re driving me crazy, Joanna,” he admits and sighs as if he’s in pain. I swallow hard and look into his intense aquamarine gaze. I’m lost to him at that instant.
     
    In the next second, I’m pushed against the side of our elevator by Tristan. He takes my hands and places them around his slim waist. His hips pin me to the wall. “Can I kiss you, Joanna, please?” he pleads with me. Wow, he’s hot when he begs.
     
    “I…I can’t think when…when you ask me like that…,” I stutter but he’s no longer waiting for an answer.
     
    He leans down and very gently kisses my mouth. He moans softly and then pulls back to look at my face. He’s testing my reaction. I smile shyly in response. He’s got the most amazing mouth. His lips are supple but firm and demanding. I love his scent and taste. It’s sweet and soothing.
     
    “Was that good, Joanna?” he asks with burning aqua eyes that are full of uncertainty.
     
    I can’t even manage a response. I nod my head yes and then move my arms from around his waist. I put each of my hands on his biceps then around his neck. They look