shifted her pack on her back and strode determinedly toward the castle.
She needed to get inside Dalakis Castle and Chase was her way in. Guilt pricked her and she shoved it aside. He was the one who said he wanted to see her again. She was only obliging him.
Katya ignored the way her breasts tingled and her core throbbed at the mere thought of seeing Chase again. Her pace quickened.
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Endless Chase
Chapter Five
Chase tossed his sketchpad and pencil aside, turned off the bedside light and lay on the bed with his hands stacked beneath his head. He didn’t bother to look at his watch.
He knew it was very late, or early, depending on your perspective.
He’d passed a quiet but pleasant evening with Cristofor and Johanna. They’d talked for a while, and Johanna had joined him in the kitchen while he ate some of the tasty roast chicken she’d baked for him. The baked baby potatoes with rosemary, crisp broccoli and tender carrots had all been cooked to perfection.
After he’d eaten, Cristofor had taken him on a tour of the place, pointing out all the new renovations and improvements. He might act the poor put-upon husband, but Chase could hear the pride in his voice.
By about one o’clock, he was ready to call it a night and give his hosts some privacy. He’d said his goodnights and retired to his room. He was tired, yet unsettled.
His skin felt too tight for his body and he felt the familiar throb at the base of his skull, heralding the onset of a massive headache.
Hoping to fight it off, he rummaged through his suitcase and found the bottle of prescription painkillers and popped two. Then, he ran a hot bath in the massive tub, which was part of his newly renovated bathroom. When it was ready, he stripped off his clothing and slid in with a sigh of relief.
Closing his eyes, he relaxed for more than a half-hour before getting out. The heat had soothed his tense muscles and the pain medication had beaten back the headache.
Chase was thankful. He’d had some awful ones in the past few months and they were getting progressively worse.
Not wanting to push his luck, he’d turned back the thick, down-filled duvet on his king-sized bed and crawled beneath the sheets. Hours later, he was still lying there, staring at the ceiling. While he admired the eighteenth-century fresco painted above him, he was sick of looking at it.
Sighing, he’d closed his eyes, willing himself to sleep. It didn’t work. He tried some meditation and relaxation exercises he’d learned, but they didn’t help. He’d turned the light back on and tried sketching, but that had only made matters worse. Every line he drew was of Katya’s lithe body or her mysterious face. He’d filled pages and pages of his sketchpad until his body was in a state of low-level arousal, his cock partially erect.
The harder he tried to keep Katya from his thoughts, the more she intruded.
There was no reason for him to be this obsessed with her. He’d only met her once.
And while she was a beautiful woman, he’d known many beautiful women in his lifetime. But none of them had ever had this affect on him before.
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His cock twitched and he kicked off the covers staring down at his erection. “What the hell do you know?” As if to taunt him, his shaft swelled further. “This is crazy.”
Okay, he was a man and he hadn’t been in a sexual relationship in a long time.
That’s all there was to it. Seeing Katya, and being on vacation, was just reminding him of that fact. He was horny, plan and simple.
He groaned, scrubbing a hand over his face, not buying it for one second.
Katya’s face swam before him every time he closed his eyes. Even while he’d been talking and laughing with Cristofor and Johanna he’d been thinking about her. Where was she? Who was she with? What was she doing?
Swearing, Chase swung out of bed and stalked to the window. Pushing back the shutters, he shoved the window open, letting in the night wind. The light
She needed to get inside Dalakis Castle and Chase was her way in. Guilt pricked her and she shoved it aside. He was the one who said he wanted to see her again. She was only obliging him.
Katya ignored the way her breasts tingled and her core throbbed at the mere thought of seeing Chase again. Her pace quickened.
34
Endless Chase
Chapter Five
Chase tossed his sketchpad and pencil aside, turned off the bedside light and lay on the bed with his hands stacked beneath his head. He didn’t bother to look at his watch.
He knew it was very late, or early, depending on your perspective.
He’d passed a quiet but pleasant evening with Cristofor and Johanna. They’d talked for a while, and Johanna had joined him in the kitchen while he ate some of the tasty roast chicken she’d baked for him. The baked baby potatoes with rosemary, crisp broccoli and tender carrots had all been cooked to perfection.
After he’d eaten, Cristofor had taken him on a tour of the place, pointing out all the new renovations and improvements. He might act the poor put-upon husband, but Chase could hear the pride in his voice.
By about one o’clock, he was ready to call it a night and give his hosts some privacy. He’d said his goodnights and retired to his room. He was tired, yet unsettled.
His skin felt too tight for his body and he felt the familiar throb at the base of his skull, heralding the onset of a massive headache.
Hoping to fight it off, he rummaged through his suitcase and found the bottle of prescription painkillers and popped two. Then, he ran a hot bath in the massive tub, which was part of his newly renovated bathroom. When it was ready, he stripped off his clothing and slid in with a sigh of relief.
Closing his eyes, he relaxed for more than a half-hour before getting out. The heat had soothed his tense muscles and the pain medication had beaten back the headache.
Chase was thankful. He’d had some awful ones in the past few months and they were getting progressively worse.
Not wanting to push his luck, he’d turned back the thick, down-filled duvet on his king-sized bed and crawled beneath the sheets. Hours later, he was still lying there, staring at the ceiling. While he admired the eighteenth-century fresco painted above him, he was sick of looking at it.
Sighing, he’d closed his eyes, willing himself to sleep. It didn’t work. He tried some meditation and relaxation exercises he’d learned, but they didn’t help. He’d turned the light back on and tried sketching, but that had only made matters worse. Every line he drew was of Katya’s lithe body or her mysterious face. He’d filled pages and pages of his sketchpad until his body was in a state of low-level arousal, his cock partially erect.
The harder he tried to keep Katya from his thoughts, the more she intruded.
There was no reason for him to be this obsessed with her. He’d only met her once.
And while she was a beautiful woman, he’d known many beautiful women in his lifetime. But none of them had ever had this affect on him before.
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N.J. Walters
His cock twitched and he kicked off the covers staring down at his erection. “What the hell do you know?” As if to taunt him, his shaft swelled further. “This is crazy.”
Okay, he was a man and he hadn’t been in a sexual relationship in a long time.
That’s all there was to it. Seeing Katya, and being on vacation, was just reminding him of that fact. He was horny, plan and simple.
He groaned, scrubbing a hand over his face, not buying it for one second.
Katya’s face swam before him every time he closed his eyes. Even while he’d been talking and laughing with Cristofor and Johanna he’d been thinking about her. Where was she? Who was she with? What was she doing?
Swearing, Chase swung out of bed and stalked to the window. Pushing back the shutters, he shoved the window open, letting in the night wind. The light
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