fucked-up situation. Instead it freaked him out. He didn’t
like the idea that his carnal side would govern his emotions when it came a
woman. It felt like choice had been stripped away.
Christian had been around his fill of gorgeous females. Sure,
this woman was hot. There was no doubt about it. But so what? He’d been with a
few who were just as pleasing. As a matter of fact, he was seeing one now. Well,
kind of. There was nothing between them but occasional hot sex. She was a vampire,
which was probably a much better fit.
Only problem— that chick didn’t stir his carnal side. This one did.
He felt a slight breeze blow through the trees and noticed
thick clouds starting to roll in.
I can’t do this. I should go. He was about to trace
when she walked over to the window and pushed it open with one hand. Her face
was freshly scrubbed and free of the makeup most women preferred to wear. He
decided he liked her much better without.
She rested her chin on top of the kitty’s head as she stood
there, just yards away. What was she thinking? He noticed there was sadness in
those sultry eyes. A twinge of regret swept through him. Had he been the cause?
The wind swept her hair back and she turned from the window,
then the room went dark. His nostrils flared as he caught her scent. His
muscles tensed and a surge of blood flowed straight to his cock. His body’s
response was immediate.
Control? What’s that? Ah shit—this is not good.
A low rumble vibrated in his chest and before he could think
it through, he was on the ground. He leaped on the building and quickly scaled
the wall, climbing through the open window, his instincts guiding him toward
the scent calling to him.
Emma saw a dark figure enter through the open window and
move toward her like a blur. She rubbed her eyes and wondered if maybe she’d
imagined it.
The cat’s loud hiss as it scrambled off the bed told her she
hadn’t.
Shit! She tried to move but got tangled in the blankets
before she could reach her Glock on the nightstand. That was when a massive
frame landed on her, nearly knocking the wind from her lungs.
Christian. His familiar scent filled her instantly.
“What the hell are you doing here? Get off me!” She tried to
slam her knee into his groin and missed. The fucker moved fast.
“We need to talk.” Christian’s husky tone was sexy and rough.
Desire, hot and wet, rushed to her core at the sound of his voice.
“Have you ever heard of picking up the phone and calling
first?” She breathed rapidly, feeling every inch of his muscular frame settle
against her. He stared down at her and she trembled, trying hard not to let him
get under her skin again. But damn, he was still so incredibly gorgeous.
“I thought about that. But figured you probably wouldn’t
pick up the phone after what happened earlier.”
“Whatever gave you that impression? Well, let’s see. Maybe
it’s the fact you attacked me and can’t seem to keep your fucking paws to
yourself. I’d say that would be reason enough to let it go to voice mail. Don’t
you?” She tried to throw as much sarcasm in her tone as possible in an attempt
to combat the red-hot desire coursing through her veins.
“Spare me the lecture. You can pretend all you’d like but we
both know you want me as much as I want you.”
“You’re crazy.” She glared at him.
“Shall I seduce you again to prove my point?” He smiled.
“Get off meeee!” She fought. This was insane and it was
going to stop right here, right now. She couldn’t do this again .
“I was kidding. Lighten up. I’d never force a woman.” He cupped
her cheeks as his heavy weight held her down. She stopped struggling.
“Why are you doing this to me? I told you I don’t want to be
a part of your little club.” She should be fighting him still. But his
masculine scent had her aching all over again.
“The truth is, I came here to apologize. I had no intention
of making you part of my world. That’s
like the idea that his carnal side would govern his emotions when it came a
woman. It felt like choice had been stripped away.
Christian had been around his fill of gorgeous females. Sure,
this woman was hot. There was no doubt about it. But so what? He’d been with a
few who were just as pleasing. As a matter of fact, he was seeing one now. Well,
kind of. There was nothing between them but occasional hot sex. She was a vampire,
which was probably a much better fit.
Only problem— that chick didn’t stir his carnal side. This one did.
He felt a slight breeze blow through the trees and noticed
thick clouds starting to roll in.
I can’t do this. I should go. He was about to trace
when she walked over to the window and pushed it open with one hand. Her face
was freshly scrubbed and free of the makeup most women preferred to wear. He
decided he liked her much better without.
She rested her chin on top of the kitty’s head as she stood
there, just yards away. What was she thinking? He noticed there was sadness in
those sultry eyes. A twinge of regret swept through him. Had he been the cause?
The wind swept her hair back and she turned from the window,
then the room went dark. His nostrils flared as he caught her scent. His
muscles tensed and a surge of blood flowed straight to his cock. His body’s
response was immediate.
Control? What’s that? Ah shit—this is not good.
A low rumble vibrated in his chest and before he could think
it through, he was on the ground. He leaped on the building and quickly scaled
the wall, climbing through the open window, his instincts guiding him toward
the scent calling to him.
Emma saw a dark figure enter through the open window and
move toward her like a blur. She rubbed her eyes and wondered if maybe she’d
imagined it.
The cat’s loud hiss as it scrambled off the bed told her she
hadn’t.
Shit! She tried to move but got tangled in the blankets
before she could reach her Glock on the nightstand. That was when a massive
frame landed on her, nearly knocking the wind from her lungs.
Christian. His familiar scent filled her instantly.
“What the hell are you doing here? Get off me!” She tried to
slam her knee into his groin and missed. The fucker moved fast.
“We need to talk.” Christian’s husky tone was sexy and rough.
Desire, hot and wet, rushed to her core at the sound of his voice.
“Have you ever heard of picking up the phone and calling
first?” She breathed rapidly, feeling every inch of his muscular frame settle
against her. He stared down at her and she trembled, trying hard not to let him
get under her skin again. But damn, he was still so incredibly gorgeous.
“I thought about that. But figured you probably wouldn’t
pick up the phone after what happened earlier.”
“Whatever gave you that impression? Well, let’s see. Maybe
it’s the fact you attacked me and can’t seem to keep your fucking paws to
yourself. I’d say that would be reason enough to let it go to voice mail. Don’t
you?” She tried to throw as much sarcasm in her tone as possible in an attempt
to combat the red-hot desire coursing through her veins.
“Spare me the lecture. You can pretend all you’d like but we
both know you want me as much as I want you.”
“You’re crazy.” She glared at him.
“Shall I seduce you again to prove my point?” He smiled.
“Get off meeee!” She fought. This was insane and it was
going to stop right here, right now. She couldn’t do this again .
“I was kidding. Lighten up. I’d never force a woman.” He cupped
her cheeks as his heavy weight held her down. She stopped struggling.
“Why are you doing this to me? I told you I don’t want to be
a part of your little club.” She should be fighting him still. But his
masculine scent had her aching all over again.
“The truth is, I came here to apologize. I had no intention
of making you part of my world. That’s
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