aware of it.
Adrenaline surged through Jamie's blood, and his whole body visibly trembled with the struggle to hold everything back. He crossed his arms, damn near sticking his hands under his armpits just to hide the little bolts of blue electricity. He needed to make an excuse and get the hell out of here, right now.
It was too late. Ethan's eyes were locked on. He knew he was here for Jamie, and he was getting ready to spring.
Jamie's heart ached. He bit his lips as he stared at the man in front of him. "Why did you have to be a hunter?"
He didn't give Ethan the chance to respond. Jamie launched a blue rocket of electricity and didn't wait to see if he hit his target or not. He didn't want to see that. All he heard was Ethan's pained, and very angry, shout.
"I'm sorry!" Jamie yelled behind him, and he ran for his damned life.
*****
Jack's leg was twitching with antsy energy as he waited for Cindy to finish. He'd been suspicious when the ten minute mark passed, but he didn't just want to barge in on a woman in the bathroom.
Even when they were dating, they hadn't done the married couple thing where he would be on the toilet while she was in the shower.
For that reason, he had no idea why he was so shocked when she finally came out of the bathroom. The little dress she was still wearing from the night before was hiked up higher on her amazing thighs, her hair just a little neater, and perfect heart shaped lips almost looked puckered. Her eyes were half-lidded, and was he wrong, or did that have that “come and get it” sort of look he'd seen on her before… back when they were together and she wanted to be playful.
"What are you—"
"I'm still starving. Do you have anything to eat up here?" Cindy asked. She stretched her body just enough to make her breasts stick out, and her stomach appear firmer and slimmer. Not that she needed any help with that
She rubbed her hands up and down her hips and sides, then scratched her nails through her hair, which made her look like she'd just finished rolling around in bed.
The I just had sex and enjoyed it look was so fucking sexy on a woman. The fact that Cindy was wearing last night's dress helped her to pull it off even more, but he knew she hadn't had sex last night because he certainly hadn't touched her.
Her thighs were so incredibly creamy. They appeared smooth to the touch, and his fingers itched to move forward and feel for himself. Cindy cocked her hip as he put most of her weight on one leg.
"Jack?"
"I...what?" Jack asked. He moved his eyes away from her body, but he had trouble keeping them on her face.
"You said you would get me some more food. Since you didn't leave me much before?"
Cindy's mouth and eyes might've been telling him to throw her down on the nearest surface and fuck her, but that sentence right there was spoken with perfect clarity.
In fact, when he blinked and looked up at her again, it was like he'd dreamed up his last image of her because, aside from her skirt being hiked up, she was giving him an odd stare.
"Jack?" she asked.
He pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. He needed to think, to get clear-headed. "Yeah, here, I'll take you into the kitchen. There should be some Chinese leftovers from last night."
"Did you get my favorite on purpose or did you just not have time to cook because you picked me up?"
The fact that she had a playful smile on her lips told him something. Were they darker than before? Her mouth was swollen, like she'd just been thoroughly kissed. "Something like that. Not having time, I mean. Let's go," he said.
Jack led her down the hall. His house wasn't exactly big. It was only a bungalow, and he'd added the basement himself.
It was a perfect set up for someone who lived alone, without many visitors.
But the narrow halls and chain between them made it incredibly easy to see the gentle sway in Cindy's hips. Just the thing she used to do when she wanted to his attention. He just wanted
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