[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
place.
Just a minute, Sheridan.
Shit! His sister! Flames crawled up Kay s face. She d completely forgotten they
weren t alone. And she d practically jumped his bones! Was the door even closed? The
heat in her cheeks spread.
A very light finger pressed to her lips. Don t. I m a big boy, and she s going to
have to learn to deal with me being grown up.
She gulped, mortified. How could she do that? She almost lost total control.
Almost, nothing! she scolded herself. Once he d wrapped his arms around her, the entire
world had disappeared. The heat of his body had stolen into her, and she d been swept
up into the moment. That wasn t like her at all. She d never reacted like that to any
other man. She d had one long term relationship that fell apart and she didn t care to
repeat it. That was before she met Steven, and being cautious hadn t pushed for more
with him. She wasn t the kind to risk her heart. After yesterday, she was grateful for her
own reticence. Then what the hell just happened? she inwardly shrieked at herself.
Kaisha, he murmured. The petal soft press of his lips to hers froze her
thoughts, reminding her where she stood, and with whom. I can t wait to kiss you
senseless, woman. It was a growled promise that totally belied the gentleness of his
lips.
Kay knew she d be anticipating that moment with barely controlled impatience
now. She wanted his kiss and so much more, more that she shouldn t be wanting at all.
No, it wasn t fair, and she knew it wasn t right.
Drawing a steadying breath, she didn t fight when he twined his fingers through
hers. This was temporary. She would be going home soon or Stacee would get her. Kay
didn t have a heart to offer him, and somehow letting things go further felt wrong
because she couldn t love him.
Being wrong or right had little leeway though. She couldn t remember the last
time her body had felt so satisfied, so complete. It was a dangerous lure. What she
refused to admit fully was how much she did want Rush. How much she wanted the
gentle man who made her feel whole and wanted. It was a temptation she couldn t
succumb to, either the man or the feelings he generated.
Chapter Seven
Rush held her hand in his, guiding her to the living room where he knew
Sheridan waited. One glance at his sister and her frown deepened, her nostrils flaring at
the scent he knew she d find. He hadn t bothered to try to hide it. Rush didn t want to.
For the longest time, Sheridan had acted the older sister to him, but from here on out, it
stopped. He had no idea how to deal with Kay, but she was his. The wolf knew and
now, without a doubt, he knew it. The remainder of the equation had no room for his
sister's condescension. He was going to have a hard enough time from here on forward
without his sister pressuring him.
Sheridan was six years younger than him and had taken a lot of the personal
responsibility between them as he learned how to be alpha. Some were born, some were
made. He was the latter. He was quieter, a thinker, and only aggressive when needed.
Alphas he d known had all been king of the mountain men. The old alpha had been
for decades. Rush had never asked for the position and hadn t seen himself as one, but
his wolf was one hundred percent alpha and a bad ass in a fight. He was growing into
the leadership and honestly hadn t ever planned on mating. It disturbed the balance
he d worked so hard to find and maintain.
He owed his sister a lot for that. It hit him hard suddenly. She didn t like Kay;
not because she was another woman in his life, though that was huge, but because she
feared Kay would take her place.
Damn. This was why Rush liked things a little more planned out. He could deal
with upheavals, if he could prepare.
Unfortunately, nothing on this planet could have prepared him for Kay.
She halted at his side when he stopped walking. No sense in putting off the
inevitable. Sheridan, this is Kay Noelles.
His sister gave Rush a glacial stare, speaking to him. It s nice to meet you, Kay.
And you lie like a rug, he thought, meeting her gaze without flinching. A shallow
[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]