Dream Warrior: (Dark Warrior Alliance Book 1) by Brenda Trim, Tami Julka Page B

and walked to answer the door. He wanted to take a bite out of that fine flesh. And, his fangs were back. They wanted to sink into the vein running up her inner thigh. He cursed under his breath.
    “Um, may I help you?” Elsie asked, confusion on her face. She didn’t know who Gerrick and Jace were.
    Gerrick rubbed his free hand down his chin, clearly uncomfortable. “Yeah, Orlando sent us a text and asked that we bring this over.”
    “I’ve got this, El. Here’s your drink. Go back and join Zander and your sister.” Orlando pushed her back into the apartment.
    “You had better start explaining or else,” she exclaimed with her hand on her hip.Orlando began talking and for once he was grateful for the insouciant warrior. It eased the tension. “Honey, I cannot watch the Mariners on that dinosaur you call a TV. Plus, our Blu-ray won’t play in your ancient VCR. And, I can’t let you paint my nails without the proper chick-flick playing,” he teased Elsie and bumped her hip with his.
    “You assume I will allow any of you back into my house. I don’t need a new TV. Mine works perfectly fine.” He braced for a battle with Elsie. He already understood how stubborn she was.
    Orlando chucked her chin lightly. “Ouch, that hurts. I thought I was irresistible. Think of this as being on loan.”
    Elsie flipped her hair back over her shoulders, causing her curls to bounce before they settled over her back. The honeysuckle scent hit him again. He wanted this human beyond all reason. She was going to be the death of him. “Like I’d let you watch sports on my TV. No, it’s perfect for Food Network,” she retorted. “Snap to it, would ya? I want to watch that movie you promised.”
    Saucy wench. He may have fallen in love.

CHAPTER SIX

    Cailyn gaped at the hot men who seemed to have taken over her sister’s little apartment, and life. Despite how most of them were beyond domineering, she was mesmerized by the gorgeous one with the beautiful, amethyst eyes and long, black hair. Something stirred in her chest and reached for him. A fantasy about undoing his long braid and running her fingers through it as he pleasured her body popped into her head. Surely, she wasn’t that drunk, she’d only had two drinks. Having such thoughts was unlike her, especially considering she had a boyfriend she adored.
    “Jace, Gerrick, this is my sister Cailyn,” Elsie introduced the two new guys as they carried a TV between them. Gerrick was frightening and it was hard for her not to stare at the scar on his face, so her gaze remained trained on Jace with his captivating amethyst eyes.
    Jace smiled slyly and set the box down. He reached a hand toward her and murmured, “It’s nice to meet you as well, Cailyn. Orlando didn’t warn me how beautiful you and your sister are. I suspect he was hoping to keep you for himself.” He laughed when Orlando began punching him and cursing at him. Cailyn watched him and wondered at the feel of his full lips. Would they be soft when he kissed her? She cursed as her thoughts once again turned carnal.
    Her sister plopped down next to her and heaved a sigh as the guys went about setting up the electronics. Cailyn wasn’t fooled though. Her sister had not smiled so much since before Dalton died. She grabbed Elsie’s hand and squeezed it. “They are something else aren’t they?” she asked her sister.
    “Yes, they are eye candy,” Elsie muttered and they fell into a companionable silence, watching the men work.
    Cailyn found she was helplessly transfixed by Jace’s bulging biceps as he hefted the TV out of the box and helped mount it on the wall. The muscles in his arms rippled under his dress shirt. And, damn, his chest flexed, straining the buttons. She prayed some of them would pop off and give her a peek. His chest tapered into a perfect V at his waist. Her gaze traveled down his pants, which he filled out nicely in the front. Righty. Her mouth watered. She wanted a view of the back,