than I thought . “Sorry, I’ll be out in a moment. IxChel said I could soak for a little bit,” she called out.
“I said I’d be done in a moment!” she repeated as the door opened. What’s wrong with these people? How rude.
A man stepped through the door and she froze. He was easily six and a half feet tall, with broad arms and very well-defined muscles. Worn blue jeans hugged his legs and cupped one of the best asses she’d ever seen on a man. He was wearing jeans with a vest-like shirt that draped across his body like silk but highlighted his muscles. There looked to be tattoos on his arms, or perhaps he’d been in a fire and they were burn scars. Her heart clenched thinking how painful that must’ve been.
She couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped her. He immediately turned toward her and her heart stuttered in shock. It was the same guy from the night before! She recognized the shade of blue his eyes were, but she hadn’t realized how gorgeous he was. Her brain had associated him with Leatherface but in the light of day proved her completely wrong. Even though he looked at her like a hunter who’d found his prey. Most serial killers are good looking. That’s how they lull you into a false sense of security.
“What are you doing here?” It felt like her heart had leapt into her throat and was pounding against her windpipe. He didn’t say anything but did step farther into the room. A second man followed behind him. No less gorgeous and no smaller, the second man grinned when he saw her. His eyes were the color of emeralds. Fear flooded her system. She’d managed to defend herself from them last night, but she knew she wouldn’t get away again. She glanced at the window and then around to see if there was anything she could use to shatter the glass. If she couldn’t escape then someone would hear her scream for help.
“Your fear is unnecessary. We won’t cause you any intentional harm. Despite your actions last night.”
“My actions? You attacked me!”
“Our intent was to protect you from what had frightened you so badly.” He quickly scanned the room, his gaze landing on the small pink canister on the tub edge.
Destiny lunged for the pepper spray, but he snatched it up a moment before her and her hand landed on his arm. A strange tingle, like a soft electrical current, raced up her arm and she pulled her hand back. He stood there and rubbed his forearm where some interesting tattoos decorated his skin.
“Interesting,” he murmured as he watched her. His eyes looked to be a brighter green than they’d been a moment before. She could still feel the tingle racing along her body and settle between her legs. She skirted her way along the tub’s edge to get away from him, but every movement seemed to excite her more. Her clit throbbed to the beat of her heart, which at the moment was going like a racehorse.
“Your knees are safely below the water, so I can count on my balls remaining where they are for the moment?”
She’d momentarily forgotten there was another man in the room. She turned to him and noticed that a small grin pulled at the corner of his lips. “As long as you don’t hurt me, I won’t hurt you.”
He laughed out loud at her bravado, the sound echoed about the room and the bushes shimmered behind her. She jerked her gaze behind her, afraid that someone was trying to sneak up behind them, but there wasn’t anyone there.
“They react to the sound of my voice.”
“Yeah right.” Destiny didn’t like that she was feeling more comfortable than she should be with them in the room. I need to get out of this place.
“If you will both leave, I’ll get dressed and get out of your hair. We’ll call last night a learning experience. I appreciate you bringing me here after I got hurt and I promise not to sue you or file a report.”
Both the men looked at her as if they didn’t have a clue what she was talking about. Blue eyes looked over at his friend. “You’re
Under An English Heaven (v1.1)
Diane Lierow, Bernie Lierow, Kay West