His Unexpected Lover (The Thorpe Brothers) by Elizabeth Lennox Read Free Book Online

satisfying the craving that obviously hasn’t died out even after years of being apart?”
    “Stop it,” she whispered, her tongue darting out and licking her lips, feeling the need start to throb once again inside of her.  She didn’t want to feel this way about Axel. He’d broken her heart once and it had taken her a long time to start living again.  She might have walked out on him that night, but he’d pushed her out the door with his assumptions that she’d drop everything to follow him when he wouldn’t sacrifice anything for her.  She’d been devastated that semester, not even able to take summer classes because she’d been so upset about his betrayal. 
    “Stop what?” he asked, his eyes looking down at hers with that heat, that intensity she’d never been able to ignore.  “Stop saying what we both want?” he suggested.  He didn’t move into the room, staying right there in the doorway but it didn’t matter.  His presence was more powerful than movement or space.  “Or stop offering what you so desperately need?”
    “Just stop talking,” she said and slid her legs to the left, getting up off the bed.  It was difficult since she wouldn’t relinquish either the blanket or the coffee cup. 
    Axel watched her, shaking his head.  “You never were able to walk around naked with me, were you?” he teased.
    Her head snapped around and she blushed.  “Where are my clothes?” she demanded, trying for dignity but knowing that she was losing that battle.  Especially when he was watching her so closely, those ice blue eyes never leaving her body even though the blanket covered most of her skin. 
    “In the closet,” he said, leaning back and watching her, enjoying the way she walked and held herself.  She was grace personified and he wished she’d just give in and accept that what they’d had all those years ago hadn’t died out from lack of communication.  If anything, his need for her was stronger.  He couldn’t believe how intensely he wanted to grab her and make love to her, to touch every part of her delectable body. 
    He pushed away from the door and turned around , trying to shift slightly to accommodate his reaction to her in his bedroom once again.  “I hope you’re hungry,” he called out as he made his way down the hallway.  “I’m making Spanish omelets.”  He wasn’t giving her mercy from his watchful gaze so much as he was giving himself a bit of mercy by moving away from her.  A man could only take so much enticement, he told himself. 
    Kiera watched as he walked out, wishing she could tear her eyes away and remain immune to his physique.  But then, what woman wouldn’t watch?  The man was a god! 
    When he was gone, she sighed and clasped the blanket around her more securely and took another fortifying sip of coffee. 
    “Spanish omelets?” she repeated suddenly. 
    Her stomach growled and she realized that she hadn’t eaten anything since she’d had some yogurt yesterday morning for breakfast.  She’d seen Axel just before she was going to grab lunch and hadn’t had the stomach for anything after that.  And then she’d been drinking with the ladies last night and…she thought carefully…nope, no food for dinner either.  There had been chips and salsa, but Kiera knew she’d been too busy trying to drown out the memory of Axel’s presence on her mind and body to worry about anything nutritious. 
    She opened several doors, finding a bathroom that was made of white and grey wood.  Very rustic, she thought with envy.  There were skylights overhead and the shower was more like a large room enclosed with glass but with big, smooth stones as the outer walls and matching tiles on the floor.  She blushed, thinking of Axel in that space, the hot water rushing over those muscles and…
    She shook her head and looked around.  After freshening up, s he finally found the closet that had been hiding her dress and pulled it back on.  But she didn’t