Kiss of Moonlight by Stephanie Julian Read Free Book Online

just…don’t want you to be worried about me coming on too strong.”
    Her eyes narrowed and her head tilted to the side, watching him with an intensity that made him burn. “But you want me, don’t you? I didn’t imagine that.”
    Vaffanculo , she was going to kill him.
    What the hell had happened to the lonely, scared girl he’d met last night? What the hell had changed between then and now? Was it just the fact of their mutual attraction? He’d never had that effect on anyone before. Why now?
    He ran a hand through his hair, ready to rip it out at the roots. “Yeah, I want you.”
    Her smile nearly singed him even though she quickly banked it. “Good. That’s good.” She lifted one hand to trail her fingers over the stubble on his jaw. “Because I want you too.”
    Kyle’s dick throbbed, pressing against the zipper of his shorts until he figured it’d leave an imprint.
    Vaffanculo , he couldn’t decide whether he hoped Tivr and Nortia didn’t keep Cat out too long or if they kept her out all night.
    “So,” she looked into his eyes, “are you going to kiss me again? Or are we going to have pie?”
    His smile caught him off guard. She sounded sexy, her tone light. Nothing like last night. She made him want to tease. And that was so out of character, he had to wonder if he’d temporarily lost his mind.
    Leaning closer, until mere centimeters separated their mouths, he held there, breathing in the scent of her arousal. It tasted like spun sugar on his tongue, meltingly sweet.
    Her breath caught and he wondered when, exactly, he’d be able to get her in his bed.
    He leaned back without touching her, watching her eyes widen and the heat build. Damn, he loved anticipation.
    “Pie first. Cat’ll wonder what we were up to if we don’t have any.”
    Tam’s eyes followed him as he dished up dessert and poured coffee. He swore he felt her gaze all over his body. And he really didn’t want pie.
    But who knew when Cat would return? With the Goddess of Fate and the God of the Moon.
    What would she think if he told her she was in presence of Etruscan deities, one of them in the body of a wolf?
    “So, is Nortia a friend of yours from work?”
    Now sitting at the breakfast bar, Kyle managed to swallow the last piece of pie in his mouth and squashed the desire to bang his head against the marble countertop in frustration.
    How the hell did he answer that one? And if he told her the truth, how fast would she run back to her little house and lock the doors against him?
    He’d never see her again.
    His gut gave a painful twist and his jaw ached from clenching it.
    “Yeah. We work in different divisions though. She’s in management.” Nortia would get a hell of a kick out of that. “I’m more of a grunt.”
    “What do you do?”
    “Private security.”
    She paused, working that one over. “Like a bodyguard?”
    Only if the body needed to be dead. “More like special projects.”
    Her head tilted to the side. “Are you in the army?”
    Yes, just not any branch of the U.S. military. He shook his head. “I work for a private contractor.”
    He watched her pick through his answers. He knew she could tell he was stonewalling her. And he fucking hated that he had to lie even though he’d spent most of his adult life telling them. When you killed people as a sanctioned assassin in the service of the lucani king, you didn’t go around announcing it.
    With a slightly defeated sigh, she changed the subject. “So is Tivr a wolf? He certainly looks like one.”
    Kyle nodded. “Yeah, actually, he is. He’s pretty tame though.” That would frost the Lord of the Silver Light to no end.
    “I’ve thought about getting a dog lately.” Tam pushed around the last bit of pie on her plate. “Living alone, it seems like a good idea. Hey, have you seen the two black dogs roaming around? I’ve been feeding them the past few nights. I thought…maybe I’d adopt them. They seem friendly.”
    The laughter rioting through