glimmer in those calm gray eyes.
Jenna waved her hand at Nic; she was through speaking to Aidan tonight, and had no desire to speak about him, either.
“Go on then, Nic. I’ll take care of your pretty One,” Bas said offering Jenna a reassuring grin.
Nic nodded and turned back to the office with a grim expression. The door slammed shut behind him and angry male voices soon rattled the walls of the spacious office. A loud thump made Jenna jump.
“What the hell?”
“Um, let’s take a walk, shall we?” Bas offered her a hand and helped her to her feet.
Two loud grunts followed by glass breaking had Jenna trying the doorknob. The door was ominously locked.
“What the hell is going on in there?” she yelled, pounding on the door. Bas took her hand in his.
“Jenna, this is something they have to get out of their systems.”
“To hell with that. I won’t allow Nic to get hurt.” Bas laughed. “Jenna, you are precious. Nic doesn’t deserve you. He’s a Vampire, pretty girl. And a male. This is how we settle things. Aidan won’t hurt Nic any more than Nic hurts him, and Nic will heal fast.” Bas gently turned her away from the office as a roar shook the door.
“In fact,” he added with amusement, “I think Aidan just may be on the losing end of this little chat.”
Chapter Seven
Closing his hand over hers, Bas led Jenna back out into the bar area. He seated her at a table and excused himself.
Moving to the bar, he got himself a beer and Jenna an orange juice. She still looked very pale to him. Dark circles and worry lines marred her pretty face. Nic was one lucky bastard. Bas smelled the sex lingering on her skin, and felt a moment of surprise when his cock stirred.
It had been years since he’d felt even a tingle of sexual awareness. He frowned.
Fuck, it had been decades since he’d really wanted to get laid. Something about Nic’s little mate stirred him up, though. Probably just his connection to Nic. By sharing blood, they’d become closer than friends, closer even than brothers. Bas was certain that his odd, out-of-character attraction to Jenna was just a residual effect of his bond with Nic.
Besides, though Bas had always been an equal opportunity lover, his usual preference was usually a good bit harder, broader, and less female than Nic’s pretty little One.
He moved back to the table and set the glass down in front of her. She picked it up, wrinkling her nose.
“I would rather have what you’re having.”
“I’m sure you would, but your body is still healing.”
“How do you know that? I feel fine.” She sulked, taking a sip of the juice.
Bas touched the side of his nose. “You’ll find that most of us have exceptional noses.
Some stronger than others, but we can pick up most things.” His chuckled when his comment brought a flush to her cheeks. His fangs elongated.
Holy Hell, he was flirting with her! More incredible still, he was aroused by her. Bas hadn’t been with a woman in over a hundred years, or with a man in half that time. Shit, if Nic ever recognized Bas’s infatuation with Jenna, he’d kill him. The only reason he trusted Bas with her at all was because he’d been celibate for so long, and when he hadn’t been, Nic knew he preferred men.
“You’re Vampire as well?” she asked when she spied the fangs.
“Yep.”
“And Aidan?”
Bas shook his head. “No, our pompous Brit is a Dragon.” Jenna leaned forward, the fight going on down the hall momentarily forgotten.
“Damn. I knew that. I thought they only lived in Europe. I didn’t know there were any in the U.S. My father would love to get his hands on a Were-Dragon.”
“It’s true most live abroad,” Bas explained, glad for the distraction from the low musky scent of the sex she and Nic had just shared. “But more and more of the clans have been coming to America in recent years.”
Another roar blew through the halls of the bar. The worry on Jenna’s face had Bas reaching over to
Jenna waved her hand at Nic; she was through speaking to Aidan tonight, and had no desire to speak about him, either.
“Go on then, Nic. I’ll take care of your pretty One,” Bas said offering Jenna a reassuring grin.
Nic nodded and turned back to the office with a grim expression. The door slammed shut behind him and angry male voices soon rattled the walls of the spacious office. A loud thump made Jenna jump.
“What the hell?”
“Um, let’s take a walk, shall we?” Bas offered her a hand and helped her to her feet.
Two loud grunts followed by glass breaking had Jenna trying the doorknob. The door was ominously locked.
“What the hell is going on in there?” she yelled, pounding on the door. Bas took her hand in his.
“Jenna, this is something they have to get out of their systems.”
“To hell with that. I won’t allow Nic to get hurt.” Bas laughed. “Jenna, you are precious. Nic doesn’t deserve you. He’s a Vampire, pretty girl. And a male. This is how we settle things. Aidan won’t hurt Nic any more than Nic hurts him, and Nic will heal fast.” Bas gently turned her away from the office as a roar shook the door.
“In fact,” he added with amusement, “I think Aidan just may be on the losing end of this little chat.”
Chapter Seven
Closing his hand over hers, Bas led Jenna back out into the bar area. He seated her at a table and excused himself.
Moving to the bar, he got himself a beer and Jenna an orange juice. She still looked very pale to him. Dark circles and worry lines marred her pretty face. Nic was one lucky bastard. Bas smelled the sex lingering on her skin, and felt a moment of surprise when his cock stirred.
It had been years since he’d felt even a tingle of sexual awareness. He frowned.
Fuck, it had been decades since he’d really wanted to get laid. Something about Nic’s little mate stirred him up, though. Probably just his connection to Nic. By sharing blood, they’d become closer than friends, closer even than brothers. Bas was certain that his odd, out-of-character attraction to Jenna was just a residual effect of his bond with Nic.
Besides, though Bas had always been an equal opportunity lover, his usual preference was usually a good bit harder, broader, and less female than Nic’s pretty little One.
He moved back to the table and set the glass down in front of her. She picked it up, wrinkling her nose.
“I would rather have what you’re having.”
“I’m sure you would, but your body is still healing.”
“How do you know that? I feel fine.” She sulked, taking a sip of the juice.
Bas touched the side of his nose. “You’ll find that most of us have exceptional noses.
Some stronger than others, but we can pick up most things.” His chuckled when his comment brought a flush to her cheeks. His fangs elongated.
Holy Hell, he was flirting with her! More incredible still, he was aroused by her. Bas hadn’t been with a woman in over a hundred years, or with a man in half that time. Shit, if Nic ever recognized Bas’s infatuation with Jenna, he’d kill him. The only reason he trusted Bas with her at all was because he’d been celibate for so long, and when he hadn’t been, Nic knew he preferred men.
“You’re Vampire as well?” she asked when she spied the fangs.
“Yep.”
“And Aidan?”
Bas shook his head. “No, our pompous Brit is a Dragon.” Jenna leaned forward, the fight going on down the hall momentarily forgotten.
“Damn. I knew that. I thought they only lived in Europe. I didn’t know there were any in the U.S. My father would love to get his hands on a Were-Dragon.”
“It’s true most live abroad,” Bas explained, glad for the distraction from the low musky scent of the sex she and Nic had just shared. “But more and more of the clans have been coming to America in recent years.”
Another roar blew through the halls of the bar. The worry on Jenna’s face had Bas reaching over to
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