Hunter of the Tide (The Kraken, #3)

by Tiffany Roberts

“Humans have some old sayings. Patience is a virtue. Good things come to those who wait. Give this some time, Rhea.” She frowned, searching his face, uncertain of what to do, of what to say. This wasn’t how she’d been taught, wasn’t how the kraken did things. “You’re interested in me? You want me?” he asked. “Yes,” she replied without hesitation. “Then shouldn’t I be worth some time and effort?” He smiled lopsidedly, and the expression heated her blood. Rhea drew back. “You want me to woo you?”

Rhea caught his gaze and flashed maroon over her skin. Heat flowed outward from Randall’s chest, rippling along his limbs. He knew what that color meant. “Elevated heartrate detected,” Sam said. “Would you—” “No, Sam. Be quiet.” Randall wanted what that color meant.