Midnight's Seduction by Donna Grant Read Free Book Online Page B

wrapped around her still damp body made his balls tighten and his blood heat instantly. Especially when a droplet of water raced down her thigh, over her knee, and descended down her calf to drop into the rug she stood on.
    He licked his lips, his cock growing harder by the moment as desire captured him, claimed him. Seized him.
    Damn, he didn’t want to be attracted to her, didn’t want to feel the burn of need fierce and unyielding in his veins. He didn’t want to yearn for her touch, to crave her kiss.
    He didn’t want to ache for a taste of her, to hunger to have her luscious body beneath him. Especially now that he saw so much of her creamy skin exposed.
    Camdyn’s hands fisted as he thought of going to her, of pulling her into his arms and turning her face up for his kiss. Would she accept him? Would she welcome the potent desire?
    His thoughts skidded to a halt when he saw her reflection in the mirror. She took tiny steps toward the mirror, her eyes downcast as if she were afraid to look up.
    When she bumped into the sink, she gripped the porcelain until her knuckles turned white. And then, slowly, she raised her face with her eyes still closed.
    Her breathing was labored, the pulse at her throat erratic. Camdyn couldn’t take his eyes off her as she gathered her nerve to face herself. His desire faded as worry and concern filled him.
    He wanted to go to her, to help her, but this was something she had to do on her own. Camdyn found himself holding his breath as she kept her eyes closed, her body as still as a statue.
    And then her eyes suddenly flew open. A heartbeat later they filled with tears before overflowing her eyes and falling down her cheeks.
    Camdyn frowned, wondering what could be so upsetting. She was beautiful, and made more so by the determination and resolve to get her life back.
    Realization dawned when she touched her cheek, nose, lips, and chin as if seeing herself for the first time.
    And she was. It had been over three years since she had looked at herself in a mirror. Camdyn wondered what she was thinking. Did she see the same high cheekbones, the same full, kissable lips, and the same determined chin? Did she see eyes of a wild tawny hue that had always transfixed him?
    Did she see the woman he knew her to be?
    Her hands then smoothed over her clearly visible collarbones. Her fingers stopped at an old half-moon scar on her left shoulder.
    When her hands went to her hair and her face began to crumble, her shoulders shaking with the force of her tears, Camdyn knew Saffron didn’t like what she saw. He could no longer stand back and watch. But just as he started toward her, he heard someone approach.
    With the quickness and stealth of a Warrior, he disappeared before anyone could see him.
    *   *   *
    Saffron jumped when Dani called out her name as she walked into the room. No matter how quickly she swiped at the tears, Saffron knew Dani had seen them.
    “Oh. Sorry,” Dani said sheepishly. “Your door was open.”
    “It’s all right,” Saffron said as she moved away from the hated mirror.
    Dani held out a blow-dryer. “I thought you might need this.”
    “It’s been so long. Not sure if I know how to use it,” Saffron said with a forced laugh.
    “I’ve no doubt it’ll come back to you. You’re gorgeous, Saffron. I’m sure you were one of those girls in school I envied because they were able to do their hair in all the styles that were popular. Mine did this,” she said as she lifted a lock of her straight, silvery-blond hair.
    But her words reminded Saffron that she had something else to deal with. Her mother and stepfather. “It’s amazing what money can do.” She hadn’t meant for the anger to come out, but her words were laced with it.
    “I didn’t mean—” Dani started.
    Saffron held up a hand. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything. It’s just that people were my friends because of my money. I didn’t realize it still upset me.”
    “I’m your