begging for his touch. He swallowed before recalling the need for urgency. They needed to leave before Summer’s so-called brother turned up.
Wordlessly, he held out a T-shirt for her. Once she was safely covered, he handed her the pair of leggings and steadied her while she dressed.
Nikolai shrugged out of his leather jacket and handed it to her. “It’s cold out,” he said at her hesitation. Once she donned the jacket, he curled his arm around her waist, and they walked from the room.
Despite the need to get her home and into bed, Nikolai took the precaution of driving in a roundabout route to make sure they didn’t pick up any followers. Thirty minutes later, he drove into his garage and lowered the door using his remote control.
By the time he carried a sleeping Summer inside, stripped her to the sexy panties and placed her in his bed, all hints of temper had dispersed, leaving outright fear. Her reckless behavior of jumping before she considered the consequences had landed her hip-deep in trouble. If he wasn’t careful, it would get her killed.
Nikolai brushed tendrils of blue-streaked hair from her face. His gut twisted with tenderness at her childlike innocence while an ironic smile curled his lips. He couldn’t wait to see the expression on her face when she woke to find him in the same bed. Difficult to guess her reaction. It could be outright horror or it could be…
His body tightened enough that he didn’t have to second-guess his thoughts. He was bloody sick of fighting the sexual thing hovering between them.
Gritting his teeth, he ripped a black T-shirt over his head. He couldn’t afford to relax his guard even if he gave into the lure of the woman. Summer was his responsibility and this time he intended to prove his competence, despite the fact he’d never asked for the job in the first place.
His hands went to the button closure on his jeans. He hesitated, shrugged and removed them, tossing the denims on the floor. She wanted grown-up. This adult male slept naked and since she was the guest, she’d have to abide by house rules.
He snorted at that piece of brilliance. Hell, and he thought she pushed the boundaries. Seemed he was ready to do some shoving of his own.
* * * * *
Summer woke cocooned in warmth and sublime comfort, apart from something digging into her back. Half awake, she stretched and tried to wriggle away from the object. A masculine groan froze her mid-wriggle. Her heart leapt while her brain processed the available information.
Warm. Male. Hard object.
Holy heck! She hadn’t. She didn’t.
Who?
She scrambled from the warmth, clutching the sheet to her naked breasts.
“You awake?” Nikolai asked, his voice low and gritty.
He looked sleepy, sexy and dangerous as hell to every single one of her resolutions to stay away from men of her brothers’ ilk.
Yep, temptation personified.
She eased farther away even as her gaze traced the dark stubble on his jaw and slid lower to take in his broad shoulders. Naked shoulders. She searched for answers and came up empty.
Just her luck. She’d managed to corral a sexy man, there wasn’t a parent or brother in sight, and she remembered zilch about the experience.
Zilch. Zip. Nada .
“Are you okay?” Nikolai propped himself up on his elbow and scrutinized her face.
A surge of heat collected in her cheeks. Inwardly, she tested her body. Nothing ached. Nothing hurt. She still wore her panties, but that didn’t necessarily mean anything. She didn’t feel the slightest difference. She should feel something.
Shouldn’t she?
“Did we…ah…do anything I should know about?”
Nikolai’s eyes narrowed then a slow grin spread across his lips. “Was it good for you too, sweetheart?”
“Don’t you know?”
The grin transformed into a full-out chuckle. “Nothing happened.”
The surge of disappointment wasn’t unexpected it, but hiding it…
She averted her gaze from his humor-filled face, chagrined by his lack of
Wordlessly, he held out a T-shirt for her. Once she was safely covered, he handed her the pair of leggings and steadied her while she dressed.
Nikolai shrugged out of his leather jacket and handed it to her. “It’s cold out,” he said at her hesitation. Once she donned the jacket, he curled his arm around her waist, and they walked from the room.
Despite the need to get her home and into bed, Nikolai took the precaution of driving in a roundabout route to make sure they didn’t pick up any followers. Thirty minutes later, he drove into his garage and lowered the door using his remote control.
By the time he carried a sleeping Summer inside, stripped her to the sexy panties and placed her in his bed, all hints of temper had dispersed, leaving outright fear. Her reckless behavior of jumping before she considered the consequences had landed her hip-deep in trouble. If he wasn’t careful, it would get her killed.
Nikolai brushed tendrils of blue-streaked hair from her face. His gut twisted with tenderness at her childlike innocence while an ironic smile curled his lips. He couldn’t wait to see the expression on her face when she woke to find him in the same bed. Difficult to guess her reaction. It could be outright horror or it could be…
His body tightened enough that he didn’t have to second-guess his thoughts. He was bloody sick of fighting the sexual thing hovering between them.
Gritting his teeth, he ripped a black T-shirt over his head. He couldn’t afford to relax his guard even if he gave into the lure of the woman. Summer was his responsibility and this time he intended to prove his competence, despite the fact he’d never asked for the job in the first place.
His hands went to the button closure on his jeans. He hesitated, shrugged and removed them, tossing the denims on the floor. She wanted grown-up. This adult male slept naked and since she was the guest, she’d have to abide by house rules.
He snorted at that piece of brilliance. Hell, and he thought she pushed the boundaries. Seemed he was ready to do some shoving of his own.
* * * * *
Summer woke cocooned in warmth and sublime comfort, apart from something digging into her back. Half awake, she stretched and tried to wriggle away from the object. A masculine groan froze her mid-wriggle. Her heart leapt while her brain processed the available information.
Warm. Male. Hard object.
Holy heck! She hadn’t. She didn’t.
Who?
She scrambled from the warmth, clutching the sheet to her naked breasts.
“You awake?” Nikolai asked, his voice low and gritty.
He looked sleepy, sexy and dangerous as hell to every single one of her resolutions to stay away from men of her brothers’ ilk.
Yep, temptation personified.
She eased farther away even as her gaze traced the dark stubble on his jaw and slid lower to take in his broad shoulders. Naked shoulders. She searched for answers and came up empty.
Just her luck. She’d managed to corral a sexy man, there wasn’t a parent or brother in sight, and she remembered zilch about the experience.
Zilch. Zip. Nada .
“Are you okay?” Nikolai propped himself up on his elbow and scrutinized her face.
A surge of heat collected in her cheeks. Inwardly, she tested her body. Nothing ached. Nothing hurt. She still wore her panties, but that didn’t necessarily mean anything. She didn’t feel the slightest difference. She should feel something.
Shouldn’t she?
“Did we…ah…do anything I should know about?”
Nikolai’s eyes narrowed then a slow grin spread across his lips. “Was it good for you too, sweetheart?”
“Don’t you know?”
The grin transformed into a full-out chuckle. “Nothing happened.”
The surge of disappointment wasn’t unexpected it, but hiding it…
She averted her gaze from his humor-filled face, chagrined by his lack of
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