Reawakening by K. L. Kreig Page B

get. It was balls to the wall and he would put the full court press on her. And surprisingly, he wanted to. He hadn’t been interested in what a woman thought or cared about in hundreds of years. Sarah had hit the nail directly on the head there. But he cared now. He cared … and that was unquestionably a unique, and unsettling feeling.
    He’d half thought about talking to Dev or Damian this afternoon, seeking advice, but if he thought his feelings for Sarah put him out of his comfort zone, that was outside the realm of thought right now. Surely he could muddle through if those two had done it.
    Knocking on Sarah’s door, he was anxious. And that was another emotion Rom did not do. He felt completely out of control and needed to pull his shit together, getting back to the confident, arrogant male he’d been just a short week ago. A male who didn’t ask, but commanded.
    But all those thoughts fled when Sarah opened the door, standing there in a soft blue strapless sundress that cupped her flawless perky breasts. The simple outfit was rounded out with strappy heels and her reddish blond locks flowed soft and seductively around her shoulders. On any other woman, it would be casual but on Sarah, it was sexy as hell. He could only wonder what type of lingerie lay underneath and was determined to find out later. His eyes raked over her slowly and deliberately and he not only heard her sharp intake of breath, but he smelled her unerring desire for him. It was inebriating.
    She’d put on a bit more makeup than he’d previously seen her with and was pleased that she wanted to look good for him. Unfortunately, the light cherry gloss she'd swiped on her lips, was about to come off.
    He pulled her firmly into his arms. “Hello, beauty. You look stunning,” he sighed against her full, shiny mouth before taking it in a searing kiss. She opened for him immediately and wound her arms around his neck, straining on her toes to reach his lips.
    Fuck dinner. He wanted to dine on her instead.
    He started walking them backward into her room, but she broke their lip lock. “I thought we were eating?” she said breathlessly. Her chest was flush and her soft caramel eyes were dilated with need. Her swollen lips begged for his return.
    “That’s what I was trying to do.” He winked, which garnered him a laugh. And the sound wrapped around his heart like a fist, squeezing until it beat a little faster, a little stronger.
    “Wow … and he can even joke.” She smiled so bright his heart swelled this time. Like the Grinch, except his had just increased ten times the size. “Well, I was quite looking forward to eating actual food and talking.”
    Shoving down his disappointment, he kissed her chastely on the lips. “Your wish is my command, beauty.”
    Making their way back to his private quarters, his only thought was of stripping that flimsy fabric from her body and spending all night worshipping her.
    Now, he just had to convince her that’s what she wanted as well.
     
     

Chapter 15
     
    Sarah
     
     
    Jesus, she was nervous. When Rom insinuated staying in her room, eating her instead, her whole being raged with blistering need and animal lust. Yes had been on the tip of her tongue, so why something entirely different—which sounded an awful lot like no —came out instead, she was baffled. Square Rosie had decided to make an appearance.
    Buttoned-up bitch. That was the last of her she’d see tonight.
    When they walked into Rom’s room, Sarah’s steps faltered. Dozens of flickering candles lit nearly every surface, throwing supple dancing shadows on the taupe-colored walls. Soft, romantic music played in the background. Champagne bubbled in flutes on the white linen covered table, which sat in the middle of the large, open space. To the right of the table was a tall king-sized four-poster bed, covered in a cream comforter and a mountain of silk throw pillows. She saw French doors to what appeared to be a balcony straight