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400 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 2, 2012


“I’m at Fetzer Hall now and am about to sweep through the soldiers between us like a fucking tidal wave.”
“Damn it, we need some of those men left alive to—”
“All you’re getting are corpses. When you send the cleanup crew, send a fucking bus.”
“I like you touching me, even though the cut is stinging like crazy.”
His eyes began to glow. “I thought we weren’t going to go there.”
“I’m a grown woman. I can go wherever I want to go.”
“Why would you want to go there?” His tone was pure puzzlement.
“I don’t know,” she answered honestly… “There’s just something about you,” she said finally, “that...lures me.”
“About what happened ...”
Yep. She had figured he was obsessing over that. Poor guy. The immortals had really done a number on him, convincing him he was the evil monster they seemed to think him. Now he probably thought kissing her would taint her somehow. She was going to have to do something about that. She just needed a little time to decide what.
“I assume you mean the kiss?” she asked innocently.
“Yes.”
“The warm, wet, pulse-racing, make-me-want-to-strip-you-naked-and-rub-every-inch-of-my-body-against-yours kiss?”
His eyes flared, an involuntary reflection of his arousal. “That’s the one.”
“What about it?”
“It shouldn’t happen again.”
“You didn’t like it?” Okay, teasing him was mean, but she couldn’t resist.
“You know I did,” he admitted, voice deepening in a way that sent a sensual shiver through her. “If my eyes didn’t clue you in, I’m sure other body parts did.”
“Very impressively,” she agreed.
“I need you to not do that,” he said, voice low.
“Why?”
“Because every time you touch me I feel how much you want me and it makes me want you even more.”
Her blood heated. “I don’t have a problem with that,” she murmured.
Bastien groaned.
“I haven’t felt this way in a long time, Bastien.”
His smile slowly faded. “Nor have I.”
“I’m not going to refrain from exploring what’s happening between us because others may not approve. It’s too important.”
“He kissed her hard. “I don’t know what the hell you see in me, Melanie, but I am so glad you see it.”
“I stole some of your lollipops.”
“Really. Well, if you’re in the mood to lick something . . .”
She laughed.
“We can hear you,” Seth called.
“So?” Marcus countered and kissed his wife again.
“So she’s like a daughter to me, jackass.”
“Yeah,” David seconded. “There’s a reason I poured thousands of dollars into soundproofing your bedroom.”
“Hmm.” Marcus sounded thoughtful. “I do believe your family is trying to tell me I should take you to bed.”
“That isn’t what I— oh screw it,” Seth muttered.