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your task to protect me.”
Reyes crowded in close to her. Her back pressed up against the wall as he placed his hands on either side of her face. He whispered, “I’ve told you before that I will not leave you, no matter what. I will wait outside these doors because I know there is no other way in or out of that room except through me.” He inhaled deeply. His nose glided over the skin of her neck and cheek. She shivered. “Plus Dr. McCoskey will see to your protection as well as assist you with your research.” He grinned, his mouth hovering over her lips. “Now go, before I can no longer stop myself from kissing you again.”
With her eyes widening, her hands instinctively pressed against his firm chest, but not to push him away. The palms of her hands captured the strength of his fast-beating heart and the fiery warmth that burned within his body. She swallowed hard, and her chin jutted up, giving him access to her mouth.
Moistening her lips, she breathed, “Wait, what if—”
He cupped her face in his uncompromising hands, coaxing her gaze to lock with his, his breath mingling with her own. “Megan,” he whispered, speaking her name in a fierce warning. The deep timbre of his voice licked up and down her spine, curling her toes. “Go do your job. We’ll talk tonight. There’s a lot we need to discuss, but now is not the time. Neither is me ravishing you up against this wall.” He tucked his head down, leaning until their foreheads touched. “If you don’t walk away from me now, I fear that that is exactly what I’m going to do.”
* * * *
Megan blew out every ounce of air her lungs held just so she could inhale a calming, cleansing breath. She needed it. Badly. She had to find a way to escape the confusion building within her mind. With her heart racing, she drummed her manicured nails on the hardwood desk. Her thoughts churned in a riptide she hoped to somehow find the strength to ignore.
How in the world was she supposed to work knowing that Reyes wanted to have “the talk”’ with her? How had he gone from silent brooding and avoidance, to taking unbridled chances to be close to her, to say the things she only imagined a man as possessive and intimidating as Dominic had the courage to divulge?
Groaning, she wondered how she was supposed to focus on anything but the dangerous and tempting kiss Reyes promised.
“Hey, boss, when did you get in?” Zane’s voice crept over her, stirring her out of her tangled thoughts, and she tried her best to smile without making it appear forced.
Dr. Zane McCoskey was not only her assistant and fellow lycan, but a good friend. The nicely built, sandy blond-haired doctor spent more hours in the lab than she did, and that said a lot. Both of them had an unhealthy appetite for science, and that made working together perfect, but it also made for an impossible personal life.
“Actually I just got here,” she told him. Zane was the one person she could unburden herself with without fear of judgment, and she desperately needed someone to help her figure out what to do about her two mates.
Zane absently glanced down at his watch and then back to her. His brow furrowed, and as if catching her hand in the cookie jar, he said provokingly, “It’s almost lunch time, Dr. Shaw, and last I checked, your normal arrival time was before 6:00 a.m.” Frustration consumed her as he stared at her. His teasing was so much like the two men she was trying to find a way to resist. She didn’t need Zane reminding her that her life had suddenly turned upside down.
“Are you now my keeper, Zane? Because I honestly already have two that I just can’t seem to get rid of, and I really don’t need another one.”
He folded his arms over his chest, his eyes narrowing as he studied her. Then he pulled out the chair across from her desk and sat down, placing a piece of paper facedown on the chair beside him. “You want to run that by me once more?”
“No,” she said
Reyes crowded in close to her. Her back pressed up against the wall as he placed his hands on either side of her face. He whispered, “I’ve told you before that I will not leave you, no matter what. I will wait outside these doors because I know there is no other way in or out of that room except through me.” He inhaled deeply. His nose glided over the skin of her neck and cheek. She shivered. “Plus Dr. McCoskey will see to your protection as well as assist you with your research.” He grinned, his mouth hovering over her lips. “Now go, before I can no longer stop myself from kissing you again.”
With her eyes widening, her hands instinctively pressed against his firm chest, but not to push him away. The palms of her hands captured the strength of his fast-beating heart and the fiery warmth that burned within his body. She swallowed hard, and her chin jutted up, giving him access to her mouth.
Moistening her lips, she breathed, “Wait, what if—”
He cupped her face in his uncompromising hands, coaxing her gaze to lock with his, his breath mingling with her own. “Megan,” he whispered, speaking her name in a fierce warning. The deep timbre of his voice licked up and down her spine, curling her toes. “Go do your job. We’ll talk tonight. There’s a lot we need to discuss, but now is not the time. Neither is me ravishing you up against this wall.” He tucked his head down, leaning until their foreheads touched. “If you don’t walk away from me now, I fear that that is exactly what I’m going to do.”
* * * *
Megan blew out every ounce of air her lungs held just so she could inhale a calming, cleansing breath. She needed it. Badly. She had to find a way to escape the confusion building within her mind. With her heart racing, she drummed her manicured nails on the hardwood desk. Her thoughts churned in a riptide she hoped to somehow find the strength to ignore.
How in the world was she supposed to work knowing that Reyes wanted to have “the talk”’ with her? How had he gone from silent brooding and avoidance, to taking unbridled chances to be close to her, to say the things she only imagined a man as possessive and intimidating as Dominic had the courage to divulge?
Groaning, she wondered how she was supposed to focus on anything but the dangerous and tempting kiss Reyes promised.
“Hey, boss, when did you get in?” Zane’s voice crept over her, stirring her out of her tangled thoughts, and she tried her best to smile without making it appear forced.
Dr. Zane McCoskey was not only her assistant and fellow lycan, but a good friend. The nicely built, sandy blond-haired doctor spent more hours in the lab than she did, and that said a lot. Both of them had an unhealthy appetite for science, and that made working together perfect, but it also made for an impossible personal life.
“Actually I just got here,” she told him. Zane was the one person she could unburden herself with without fear of judgment, and she desperately needed someone to help her figure out what to do about her two mates.
Zane absently glanced down at his watch and then back to her. His brow furrowed, and as if catching her hand in the cookie jar, he said provokingly, “It’s almost lunch time, Dr. Shaw, and last I checked, your normal arrival time was before 6:00 a.m.” Frustration consumed her as he stared at her. His teasing was so much like the two men she was trying to find a way to resist. She didn’t need Zane reminding her that her life had suddenly turned upside down.
“Are you now my keeper, Zane? Because I honestly already have two that I just can’t seem to get rid of, and I really don’t need another one.”
He folded his arms over his chest, his eyes narrowing as he studied her. Then he pulled out the chair across from her desk and sat down, placing a piece of paper facedown on the chair beside him. “You want to run that by me once more?”
“No,” she said
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