Twisted Truths Excerpt
“You’ve got great legs.” His knuckles skim along the side of my leg, coming to rest on my hip, under my T-shirt.
I suck in a breath, knowing I should back away but somehow unable to.
He waits for my reaction, fixated on me. When I don’t move, his eyes glitter, knowing I decided not to move, and he squeezes my hip. The heat of his skin on mine spreads through my body like a spiderweb.
“They’re distracting when you wear a skirt or a dress.” His voice is as rough as the stone beneath my feet.
“Is that why you’re such an asshole to me?” The words slip out of my mouth.
A deep chuckle leaves his lips. “No, that’s just because my brothers think I need a babysitter, and you were chosen for the job. It’s nothing personal.”
I suck in a breath, knowing I should back away but somehow unable to.
He waits for my reaction, fixated on me. When I don’t move, his eyes glitter, knowing I decided not to move, and he squeezes my hip. The heat of his skin on mine spreads through my body like a spiderweb.
“They’re distracting when you wear a skirt or a dress.” His voice is as rough as the stone beneath my feet.
“Is that why you’re such an asshole to me?” The words slip out of my mouth.
A deep chuckle leaves his lips. “No, that’s just because my brothers think I need a babysitter, and you were chosen for the job. It’s nothing personal.”
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