that would draw the attention of a— god. Her mind stumbled over the word. Maybe he wasn’t an actual deity, but he certainly had power at his command. She, on the other hand, was average, ordinary, uncomplicated. Dillon had made damn sure she understood her mediocrity.
“How well did Josiah respond to your hard-to-get act?” Loki’s voice softened, as if he sensed her vulnerability. “I didn’t want to spy on you, so I left right after I ruptured the pipe.”
“You were in the kitchen when it happened? How? Neither of us sensed or saw you.”
“I was monitoring the situation, which is easier to do without the limitations of a physical body. And you were both rather distracted.”
She’d been unable to keep her eyes off Josiah and her imagination had been fully engaged with sexual fantasies. A marching band could have passed through the kitchen and she might not have noticed. “Then how did you rupture the pipe?”
“I can turn matter into energy and energy into matter. I dispersed a small section of the pipe, releasing the water.” He made it sound so simple, so believable . If he actually had that level of control, his abilities would be nearly limitless. A shiver raced down her spine. Did she really want a being with that much power available to him focused on her? If he sensed her growing unease, he didn’t react to it. “What happened after I left?”
She shrugged with an indifference she didn’t feel. “We both got wet, which was what you’d intended.”
There was no apology in his pleased expression. “Did he kiss you?”
“Yes.”
“Did you let him do more than kiss you?”
“I wanted to, but I didn’t.” She sighed and ran her hand through her hair. It was still slightly damp and the ends had tangled. “I thought Chase was the one I’d have trouble resisting, but Josiah was different than I’d expected.”
“In what way?”
They’d fallen back into the same easy conversation they’d enjoyed at the bistro. It always took her forever to develop friendships, yet chatting with Loki had felt comfortable from the start. She didn’t fight it, couldn’t make herself care if he was an alien or a figment of her imagination. She liked him and she needed his help if she hoped to hold her own against experienced players like Josiah and Chase.
“Josiah’s always been so quiet. He seems shy or introverted. I figured I’d have to draw him out.”
Loki paused for a moment, apparently milling over her assessment. He’d stayed on his side of the coffee table, so she didn’t feel threatened by his restlessness. He walked a few steps in one direction then turned and retraced his path. “He’s not shy, but he is basically introverted. He’s not comfortable as the center of attention, but he can be quite intense one-on-one. He’s the type of person who’ll sit alone at a party and be completely entertained by watching what goes on around him.”
“You make him sound like a voyeur.”
“I don’t think the label would upset him. And it might be something we can use. If there is ever an opportunity for you to make out with Chase in front of Josiah, you’ll drive them both crazy. Is Josiah going to be at the party tomorrow night?”
“I don’t know. Chase didn’t say.” A slow burning hunger spread through her body as the image formed within her mind. Only she wasn’t just making out with Chase, she was naked and slowly riding his cock while Josiah looked on in utter fascination.
“You said no sex,” Loki reminded her. “Are you sure you want to abide by that rule?”
Heat spread across her cheeks and her heart fluttered. Had he just read her mind, seen the lurid scene her imagination had created? “Can you—”
“I can, but I wasn’t. Your dreamy expression and dilated pupils made it obvious what you were thinking. The farther you’re willing to take this, the more fun it will be. And the more deeply it will cut when you reject them.”
She shook her head. “As
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