piercing gaze unsettles me. His look feels almost like a warning and my skin prickles with a uneasy feeling.
James reminds me that Dobbs is his friend from the Sky Gallery. Making light of the visit, James says, “Dobbs, lives in the building so he just wanted to say hi.”
Hmm ph! I don’t believe that for one second, but I nod and smile. “Nice to see you again, Dobbs.”
They both go out onto the terrace and close the door. It is cold out there and I don’t know why anyone would be out there besides wanting a little more privacy. Left out again, Ms. Sophia. I shake my head. This is one strange night.
I peek out one of the windows and see that James and Dobbs are at the far end of the terrace away from all of the windows. The light from one of the rooms gives me a little light to see their faces. They look to be having a very heated discussion. James is running his hands through hi s hair and his eyes seem to be full of dread and pain.
What the hell are they talking about? I am tempted to barge out there and demand answers but instead I wait inside and curl up on the couch. I nurture a little anger at my center. I am so stupid for getting involved and not just doing my job. I should have listened to Gabi. She has never steered me wrong.
As I sit there I realize it would be useless to ask a bunch of questions because James probably wouldn’t tell me the truth anyway. Perhaps this Dobbs guy wants to join in and have some kind of gang bang. Yeah, maybe it is that sordid and simple. As these hateful thoughts run through my head I know somehow that this is not what is going on.
Tonight has been a tornado of emotions and I don’t want to trust in the turmoil the storm has left behind. My head or my heart—which one can I rely upon?
The fact that James didn’t take me back to the hotel with Misty makes me question my assumptions. Perhaps he really does care about me ? I just want to believe that so much, but nothing in my life so far has prepared me for that kind of an ending.
Mulling this over in my head is exhausting and right now I just want some answers I fear I will never receive.
Just as I come to that conclusion, Dobbs steps back inside and looks at me while shaking his head like I am incorrigible. He says a quick good night and leaves. I am still confused and getting a little panicked. I really don’t understand what is going on between these two men.
CHAPTER 7
INTO THE LIGHT
I look back outside to see that James is still standing outside in the freezing weather. He appears stoic standing there with his hands in his pockets. I can see his warm breath misting, a sharp contrast with the frigid air. His wide shoulders are thrown back and his stance is one of aggression.
I can’t bear to watch him out there by himself any more. It seems like an eternity he has been standing there. I brace for the arctic weather and push out the door to see what is going on in that handsome but infuriating head of his.
Walking up to him tentatively, I say quietly, “James, are you okay? Why don’t you come inside and warm up.”
He turns around and I gasp. The pain in his face is raw and there is a fierceness mixed with despair in his eyes.
Reaching quickly over he wraps his arms around me and kisses me hard. My lips feel almost bruised his kiss is so aggressive. He has his hands roaming all over me as he clutches me in a tight grip, and even though I will myself to resist, I respond to his touch. A flush of hot desire blooms in my body, and I press myself more tightly to him.
Grabbing my hair and pulling it firmly back from my face, he shoves his tongue in my mouth and I can’t help but let my body and mind respond. A deep moan escapes me.
James picks me up around my waist and carries me back inside. His strong arms feel good around me and I can feel myself opening up to him again. The walls I erected in my