purposely doing something so violent.
Cale reassured me countless times Jack was a liar, but did I really know Cale well enough to trust him? Anger flowed through my veins, warming me as I thought of Christopher. He ruined everything; my trust, my life, my safety.
I couldn’t trust a friend for the demons he’d possessed me with.
I hated it.
I continued on, my mind playing the memories of Halloween through my mind like a movie. An insanely sexy and hot, but tragically confusing, movie. I recalled Dane’s warm hand pulling me along, his seductive smirk as he flirted with me, the confidence I felt for the first time in my life.
His hands on me for the first time.
His kiss. His touch. His lips.
My body reacted to my brain, the heat spreading all over. Finally to his door, I stalled, going over my list of do’s and don’t’s before knocking. I wouldn’t accuse, I wouldn’t be upset. I would tell him I cared for him, that I wanted him. I would do my damnedest to be sultry and inviting. I’d dim my feelings to him, not revealing how deep they ran, how strongly they dominated me.
I could do this.
Biting my lip, I exhaled once, knocked, and inhaled until my lungs felt like they would burst and held it. If he didn’t answer, maybe I would pass out from lack of oxygen and wouldn’t remember how idiotic I’d been.
It finally opened, revealing his unshaven face, messed do, and hard body in nothing but his boxers. I released the immense amount of air I was holding in and broke into a fit of coughs.
“Korah? Are you ok?” he asked, reaching forward and patting me on the back.
I internally kicked myself for my stupidity and nodded. “I wanted to talk,” I croaked as the last of the coughs faded. A blush crept up my neck, settling all over my skin.
“Ok. If you think it’s a good idea,” he sighed, stepping back and sweeping his arm forward, motioning me to enter.
His appearance was haggard, his expression depressed and forlorn. He leaned against the now closed door and peered at me through his thick lashes. “What do you want to talk about?”
I licked my lips, my mouth going dry as I fought to find my words. I blinked several times, twisted my hands in every direction before finally settling on sticking them in my pockets. Leaning on my heels, I allowed my eyes to study his body, starting at his lean, muscular legs and slowly, deliberately, moving up to his crotch, his waist, his chest, then finally settling on his widened eyes. “I want to talk about you and me, Dane. There are a few things you need to know and a few things I’d like to know.”
His mouth fell open and he nodded.
Here goes nothing.
Chapter Two-Dane
Korah Daniels would be the death of me. Every inch of her oozed sex appeal yet vulnerability. Her body made me hard, her eyes made me feel, her lips made me dizzy, and her mind…good grief, she did things to me no woman ever had before.
I was beginning to kind of like it.
She was brilliant, a smart and sensual combo that was kryptonite to men. Or maybe it was me she was kryptonite for. Either way, things were changing, and it was time I got on board with it. Jack dropping the charges was unexpected, but convenient. Still, Korah saw me coming out of a jail cell.
She deserved better.
So I pushed her away, I didn’t call when all I wanted to was ravage her, but yet, here she stood. Her large brown eyes watching me carefully, her stance nervous as she twitched about searching for her words. She wanted to talk. About what I couldn’t say, but the sinking in my gut told me she was done.
Her beautiful face, still slightly scarred from her run in with Christopher, but still the most gorgeous I’d ever seen, studied me. She finally found her voice, back to normal now, and spoke.
“Dane, I have to tell you something. I…” she paused. A hand ran through her hair as she began pacing, her lithe body tense and rigid. “I care about you,” she finally spat out. Her brows furrowed as
Cale reassured me countless times Jack was a liar, but did I really know Cale well enough to trust him? Anger flowed through my veins, warming me as I thought of Christopher. He ruined everything; my trust, my life, my safety.
I couldn’t trust a friend for the demons he’d possessed me with.
I hated it.
I continued on, my mind playing the memories of Halloween through my mind like a movie. An insanely sexy and hot, but tragically confusing, movie. I recalled Dane’s warm hand pulling me along, his seductive smirk as he flirted with me, the confidence I felt for the first time in my life.
His hands on me for the first time.
His kiss. His touch. His lips.
My body reacted to my brain, the heat spreading all over. Finally to his door, I stalled, going over my list of do’s and don’t’s before knocking. I wouldn’t accuse, I wouldn’t be upset. I would tell him I cared for him, that I wanted him. I would do my damnedest to be sultry and inviting. I’d dim my feelings to him, not revealing how deep they ran, how strongly they dominated me.
I could do this.
Biting my lip, I exhaled once, knocked, and inhaled until my lungs felt like they would burst and held it. If he didn’t answer, maybe I would pass out from lack of oxygen and wouldn’t remember how idiotic I’d been.
It finally opened, revealing his unshaven face, messed do, and hard body in nothing but his boxers. I released the immense amount of air I was holding in and broke into a fit of coughs.
“Korah? Are you ok?” he asked, reaching forward and patting me on the back.
I internally kicked myself for my stupidity and nodded. “I wanted to talk,” I croaked as the last of the coughs faded. A blush crept up my neck, settling all over my skin.
“Ok. If you think it’s a good idea,” he sighed, stepping back and sweeping his arm forward, motioning me to enter.
His appearance was haggard, his expression depressed and forlorn. He leaned against the now closed door and peered at me through his thick lashes. “What do you want to talk about?”
I licked my lips, my mouth going dry as I fought to find my words. I blinked several times, twisted my hands in every direction before finally settling on sticking them in my pockets. Leaning on my heels, I allowed my eyes to study his body, starting at his lean, muscular legs and slowly, deliberately, moving up to his crotch, his waist, his chest, then finally settling on his widened eyes. “I want to talk about you and me, Dane. There are a few things you need to know and a few things I’d like to know.”
His mouth fell open and he nodded.
Here goes nothing.
Chapter Two-Dane
Korah Daniels would be the death of me. Every inch of her oozed sex appeal yet vulnerability. Her body made me hard, her eyes made me feel, her lips made me dizzy, and her mind…good grief, she did things to me no woman ever had before.
I was beginning to kind of like it.
She was brilliant, a smart and sensual combo that was kryptonite to men. Or maybe it was me she was kryptonite for. Either way, things were changing, and it was time I got on board with it. Jack dropping the charges was unexpected, but convenient. Still, Korah saw me coming out of a jail cell.
She deserved better.
So I pushed her away, I didn’t call when all I wanted to was ravage her, but yet, here she stood. Her large brown eyes watching me carefully, her stance nervous as she twitched about searching for her words. She wanted to talk. About what I couldn’t say, but the sinking in my gut told me she was done.
Her beautiful face, still slightly scarred from her run in with Christopher, but still the most gorgeous I’d ever seen, studied me. She finally found her voice, back to normal now, and spoke.
“Dane, I have to tell you something. I…” she paused. A hand ran through her hair as she began pacing, her lithe body tense and rigid. “I care about you,” she finally spat out. Her brows furrowed as
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