standing up. Her
green eyes snapped at him.
Feisty redhead, he thought, smiling wryly. “You’re
only twenty-two. You haven’t even held a full-time job yet.” The anger on her
face was better than the fear from earlier, when the Spiders had tried to kill
her. He’d never forget that look, not as long as he lived, and that might be a
long time indeed.
“You’re impossible,” she hissed.
He touched her face again, unable to keep away. Her skin heated
under his hand as he cupped her jaw, counting the tiny freckles that decorated
her nose. “You’re not the first person who’s told me that.” Her emotions roiled
through him, and he swayed closer, lips almost touching hers.
She swallowed, eyes dropping to his mouth.
His cock pressed painfully against his jeans’ zipper. She leaned
in so close her breath warmed his skin and he slid his fingers back, into her
hair. Silky strands tickled his knuckles.
Get control of yourself, he admonished himself harshly, suddenly backing away. He ignored
her disappointed look and turned his back.
“Why don’t you take a nap downstairs. I’ll
go fetch your clothes,” he said, heading for the door. Lightning flashed
outside, but he didn’t care. He’d ride his bike through a hurricane if it meant
he could get away from her right now, before all his self-control evaporated.
She tore down his walls, even when she didn’t mean to. She had no idea how
desperately he wanted to make her completely his. And she never will know,
not if I can help it, he vowed, locking the door behind him.
****
Eva watched him leave, angry and aroused and so freaking
frustrated she felt like screaming. “I should leave, right now. It would serve
him right to come back and find me gone,” she said aloud, but another crack of
lightning convinced her it would be the height of stupidity to even try. She’d
be crazy to leave now, on foot, in the middle of a storm. She wasn’t even sure
exactly where she was.
Of course he can go anywhere whenever he wants, even into the
middle of this mess, because he’s a Sentry, she thought bitterly. In defiance, she took her half-full glass
of milk and poured it down the drain. There. I’m not drinking that. She
stood there, staring out the window until she began to feel ridiculous holding
an empty glass as if it were some kind of protest.
“Dammit.” She rinsed the glass and left it in the sink, then
cleaned up the dishes. When that was done, she had nothing else to do. She
began pacing the room, passing the central pillar again and again. She stopped
in front of it and put a hand to the cool stone, but nothing happened.
Thankfully, the cell phone in her jeans pocket vibrated before she completely
lost her mind. She dug it out and dropped down onto the leather sofa in front
of the fireplace.
“Lucy, hey,” she said, already smiling.
“Eva, Oh. My. God. Are you okay? I stopped by your house, but you weren’t there. Did you go home
with Greyson?” Lucy’s voice was breathless. “I saw you ride off on his
motorcycle, dashing into the storm. It was like something out of a romance
novel.”
“A romance novel?” Eva didn’t know whether to laugh
or cry. “Not even close. He took me back to his house in the middle of nowhere.
I thought he was going to drop me off at my place, but instead he went into the
forest. He brought me here and said I couldn’t leave,” Eva said, irritated all
over again.
“What? He abducted you?” Lucy laughed hysterically. “That’s
awesome!”
“Lucy, are you crazy? He won’t let me go home.” Eva enunciated the
words very clearly so her friend would understand the depth of her frustration.
“He is also seriously hot. H. O. T.,” Lucy replied, ignoring Eva’s
pain. “Also, you made the evening news. Of the entire planet. I can’t tell you how much I love that you are my best friend. I had reporters
camped out on the lawn. My father almost had a stroke when he came home from
work.” Lucy giggled.
“Oh my
green eyes snapped at him.
Feisty redhead, he thought, smiling wryly. “You’re
only twenty-two. You haven’t even held a full-time job yet.” The anger on her
face was better than the fear from earlier, when the Spiders had tried to kill
her. He’d never forget that look, not as long as he lived, and that might be a
long time indeed.
“You’re impossible,” she hissed.
He touched her face again, unable to keep away. Her skin heated
under his hand as he cupped her jaw, counting the tiny freckles that decorated
her nose. “You’re not the first person who’s told me that.” Her emotions roiled
through him, and he swayed closer, lips almost touching hers.
She swallowed, eyes dropping to his mouth.
His cock pressed painfully against his jeans’ zipper. She leaned
in so close her breath warmed his skin and he slid his fingers back, into her
hair. Silky strands tickled his knuckles.
Get control of yourself, he admonished himself harshly, suddenly backing away. He ignored
her disappointed look and turned his back.
“Why don’t you take a nap downstairs. I’ll
go fetch your clothes,” he said, heading for the door. Lightning flashed
outside, but he didn’t care. He’d ride his bike through a hurricane if it meant
he could get away from her right now, before all his self-control evaporated.
She tore down his walls, even when she didn’t mean to. She had no idea how
desperately he wanted to make her completely his. And she never will know,
not if I can help it, he vowed, locking the door behind him.
****
Eva watched him leave, angry and aroused and so freaking
frustrated she felt like screaming. “I should leave, right now. It would serve
him right to come back and find me gone,” she said aloud, but another crack of
lightning convinced her it would be the height of stupidity to even try. She’d
be crazy to leave now, on foot, in the middle of a storm. She wasn’t even sure
exactly where she was.
Of course he can go anywhere whenever he wants, even into the
middle of this mess, because he’s a Sentry, she thought bitterly. In defiance, she took her half-full glass
of milk and poured it down the drain. There. I’m not drinking that. She
stood there, staring out the window until she began to feel ridiculous holding
an empty glass as if it were some kind of protest.
“Dammit.” She rinsed the glass and left it in the sink, then
cleaned up the dishes. When that was done, she had nothing else to do. She
began pacing the room, passing the central pillar again and again. She stopped
in front of it and put a hand to the cool stone, but nothing happened.
Thankfully, the cell phone in her jeans pocket vibrated before she completely
lost her mind. She dug it out and dropped down onto the leather sofa in front
of the fireplace.
“Lucy, hey,” she said, already smiling.
“Eva, Oh. My. God. Are you okay? I stopped by your house, but you weren’t there. Did you go home
with Greyson?” Lucy’s voice was breathless. “I saw you ride off on his
motorcycle, dashing into the storm. It was like something out of a romance
novel.”
“A romance novel?” Eva didn’t know whether to laugh
or cry. “Not even close. He took me back to his house in the middle of nowhere.
I thought he was going to drop me off at my place, but instead he went into the
forest. He brought me here and said I couldn’t leave,” Eva said, irritated all
over again.
“What? He abducted you?” Lucy laughed hysterically. “That’s
awesome!”
“Lucy, are you crazy? He won’t let me go home.” Eva enunciated the
words very clearly so her friend would understand the depth of her frustration.
“He is also seriously hot. H. O. T.,” Lucy replied, ignoring Eva’s
pain. “Also, you made the evening news. Of the entire planet. I can’t tell you how much I love that you are my best friend. I had reporters
camped out on the lawn. My father almost had a stroke when he came home from
work.” Lucy giggled.
“Oh my
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