started a fire at some
point and it burned tall and bright in the fireplace in front of her.
It looked so inviting she wanted to dive in until every last trace of
the cold was gone.
Trent
went straight to the living room rug and set her on her feet. The
door slamming across the room caught her attention and she turned to
see a still angry Seth crossing towards her.
“ Do
you care to explain why in the hell you snuck out a window in the
middle of a snowstorm?” Trent removed her jacket and gloves and
blew warm breath across her hands. “You’re practically
frozen,” he growled.
“ N-not
snowing hard anymore.” That earned her a glare.
He
bent, unlaced, and removed first one boot and then the other. She
wiggled her toes and soaked up the heat. Seth stopped at the edge of
the rug and didn’t move closer. Nervous about what he had to
say, Daisy kept her head down and watched Trent finish removing her
socks. It wasn’t until he’d unfastened her pants and
pulled them halfway down her legs when her brain registered what he
was doing.
“ Hey,”
she objected.
“ Your
clothes are wet and freezing. You need to get warm.” Not in the
mood to argue when she knew he was right, Daisy allowed him to remove
the rest of her clothing. When he took a step back and began removing
his shirt, her mouthed gaped open. Was he kidding? From the corner of
her eye she spied Seth doing the same.
“ Are
you crazy? I’m not having sex with you again.” She bared
her teeth at Trent. “Or you.” She glared at Seth who
still wore the devilish scowl he’d greeted her with.
“ This
isn’t about sex, little cat. It’s about getting you warm
and the quickest way is body heat.” Trent pulled her into his
embrace and the protest she’d been about to blast at him died
on contact. Instead she clung to him, wanting to climb closer if it
meant more heat.
Seth
moved in behind her, pressing his naked front to her backside. Now
she’d died and gone to heaven. They felt that damned good.
Daisy rested her head on Trent’s chest and sighed. Regrets that
things couldn’t be different rose within her. Dammit, this
wasn’t fair. They should be fighting to keep her.
Painful
tears burned at the back of her eyes. She squeezed her eyes shut and
fought them back to no avail. The first splash dropped to Trent’s
chest with no warning. He jerked against her, his heart rate
accelerating.
In
what she guessed could be nothing less than silent twin speak, Seth
ran his hands from her buttocks to her shoulders, where he hesitated
only for a second before entwining his fingers in her hair and
tugging her head back, thus forcing her to meet Trent’s gaze.
“ You
will tell us why you ran.” The quiet, controlled tone of his
voice sent a shiver along her spine. How could she get through this
conversation without breaking down?
“ I
heard you talking,” she admitted. “You were arguing over
why you couldn’t mate with me.”
Trent
sighed and Seth’s free arm came around her waist.
“ Only
because I was trying to protect you.”
“ I
can protect myself. And make my own decisions. I’m a big girl
now.” She managed to temper her tone but didn’t quite
succeed in the execution.
“ Have
you met a male shifter? In case you didn’t notice we’re a
bit possessive about our females.”
“ So
that’s why you’re ready to throw me out this morning with
yesterday’s trash?”
“ You’re
a smart-mouthed little hell cat, that’s what you are.”
Seth whispered at her ear. “Can you even comprehend the danger
you placed yourself in out there? This mountain is dangerous on a
good day. Add in a storm and it’s a hell of a gamble.”
She
sighed. As embarrassing as it was to admit, they were right. How many
times had she spouted a similar lecture to strangers in her swamp?
“You’re right. See. I can admit when I was wrong.”
“ And
so can we.” Trent bent close until he barely hovered over her
lips. “If we let you go. I’d take
point and it burned tall and bright in the fireplace in front of her.
It looked so inviting she wanted to dive in until every last trace of
the cold was gone.
Trent
went straight to the living room rug and set her on her feet. The
door slamming across the room caught her attention and she turned to
see a still angry Seth crossing towards her.
“ Do
you care to explain why in the hell you snuck out a window in the
middle of a snowstorm?” Trent removed her jacket and gloves and
blew warm breath across her hands. “You’re practically
frozen,” he growled.
“ N-not
snowing hard anymore.” That earned her a glare.
He
bent, unlaced, and removed first one boot and then the other. She
wiggled her toes and soaked up the heat. Seth stopped at the edge of
the rug and didn’t move closer. Nervous about what he had to
say, Daisy kept her head down and watched Trent finish removing her
socks. It wasn’t until he’d unfastened her pants and
pulled them halfway down her legs when her brain registered what he
was doing.
“ Hey,”
she objected.
“ Your
clothes are wet and freezing. You need to get warm.” Not in the
mood to argue when she knew he was right, Daisy allowed him to remove
the rest of her clothing. When he took a step back and began removing
his shirt, her mouthed gaped open. Was he kidding? From the corner of
her eye she spied Seth doing the same.
“ Are
you crazy? I’m not having sex with you again.” She bared
her teeth at Trent. “Or you.” She glared at Seth who
still wore the devilish scowl he’d greeted her with.
“ This
isn’t about sex, little cat. It’s about getting you warm
and the quickest way is body heat.” Trent pulled her into his
embrace and the protest she’d been about to blast at him died
on contact. Instead she clung to him, wanting to climb closer if it
meant more heat.
Seth
moved in behind her, pressing his naked front to her backside. Now
she’d died and gone to heaven. They felt that damned good.
Daisy rested her head on Trent’s chest and sighed. Regrets that
things couldn’t be different rose within her. Dammit, this
wasn’t fair. They should be fighting to keep her.
Painful
tears burned at the back of her eyes. She squeezed her eyes shut and
fought them back to no avail. The first splash dropped to Trent’s
chest with no warning. He jerked against her, his heart rate
accelerating.
In
what she guessed could be nothing less than silent twin speak, Seth
ran his hands from her buttocks to her shoulders, where he hesitated
only for a second before entwining his fingers in her hair and
tugging her head back, thus forcing her to meet Trent’s gaze.
“ You
will tell us why you ran.” The quiet, controlled tone of his
voice sent a shiver along her spine. How could she get through this
conversation without breaking down?
“ I
heard you talking,” she admitted. “You were arguing over
why you couldn’t mate with me.”
Trent
sighed and Seth’s free arm came around her waist.
“ Only
because I was trying to protect you.”
“ I
can protect myself. And make my own decisions. I’m a big girl
now.” She managed to temper her tone but didn’t quite
succeed in the execution.
“ Have
you met a male shifter? In case you didn’t notice we’re a
bit possessive about our females.”
“ So
that’s why you’re ready to throw me out this morning with
yesterday’s trash?”
“ You’re
a smart-mouthed little hell cat, that’s what you are.”
Seth whispered at her ear. “Can you even comprehend the danger
you placed yourself in out there? This mountain is dangerous on a
good day. Add in a storm and it’s a hell of a gamble.”
She
sighed. As embarrassing as it was to admit, they were right. How many
times had she spouted a similar lecture to strangers in her swamp?
“You’re right. See. I can admit when I was wrong.”
“ And
so can we.” Trent bent close until he barely hovered over her
lips. “If we let you go. I’d take
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