Remember Me (Storm Lords Book 1) by Nina Croft Read Free Book Online Page B

amber liqui d in one gulp, and set the glass back down. “You remind me of her, but I’m sorry, it was insensitive of me. I just sometimes forget.”
    “I look like her?”
    For a minute, she thought he wouldn’t answer. He glanced away as if undecided as to what to tell her. “ Not really. It’s more a matter of mannerisms.”
    Phoebe stared at the carpet while she sipped her own drink. She sensed that Cade was hiding something but had no clue what. The lump still lodged in her stomach, and the hand holding her glass had a fine tremo r.
    The pull of desire still lingered, her skin tingling where he had touched her, and she was uncomfortably aware that between her thighs her sex was swollen and wet with need. Despite what had happened, she still wanted him, and the thought scared her, as though she sensed that he had the power to overwhelm her. If she gave in to him, she would lose some part of herself. She had a flashback to her nightmare, the feeling of loss. If that happened in reality, she doubted she would ever recover.
    Raising her g aze, she looked into his face. “I don’t want you to touch me again.”
    Shock flared in his eyes. “Eleni is gone.”
    Phoebe bit her lip. “It’s nothing to do with that.” She wasn’t certain she was telling the complete truth. The thought of Cade loving another wo man left her with a bitter taste in her mouth.
    Mine.
    The word echoed through her mind, shocking her to the core. Where had that thought come from? She pushed it aside. “I’m a journalist, and I have a story to write. I don’t want any feelings for you compro mising my ability to be objective.”
    “You still believe there’s a story to tell?”
    “I don’t know. But I’m paid to do a job, and I’m going to carry on looking. I want you to promise you won’t touch me again, or I’m walking.”
    He stared at her for several long moments. Finally, he nodded. “I promise. I won’t touch you again…unless you ask.”
    Phoebe opened her mouth to say it was never going to happen, but he rose to his feet and shoved his hands in his pocket. “Well then, I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night.”
    And h e turned and walked away from her. Somehow, she hadn’t expected it would be so easy. She’d thought that he would stay, argue with her. Instead, the door closed behind him, leaving her alone.
    ***
    Cade shut the door gently, then slammed his fist into the con crete wall.
    He could still feel the softness of her beneath his hands; taste the sweetness of her on his tongue. He was burning up with need, and he cursed his lack of control. He’d scared her with the intensity of his emotion, and then alienated her compl etely by calling her another woman’s name.
    Or what she thought was another woman’s name.
    He glanced back at the door, wondering whether to go back to her. But the way he was feeling right now, he didn’t trust himself.
    She wanted him, he could sense it, but she had a strong willpower. He needed to get through that. He’d told her he wouldn’t touch her unless she asked. Well, he would just have to make sure she did.
    But right now, he needed to get away from her, before he did something stupid. He made his way up to the roof of the building, stripped off his clothes, and a moment later, a huge red-winged creature soared into the night sky.
    ***
    Phoebe had been worried that the nightmare would come again that night. But when she finally managed to sleep, it was to dream of Cade kissing her, touching her.
    His hands on her breasts. His mouth between her thighs.
    In the dream she had wanted him, had pulled him onto her, into her.
    She’d woken shuddering, her hand between her legs, trying to get some relief from the cravings he stirred inside her. Lying alone in the darkness, she let her mind wander back to the feel of his lips on her skin, his hardness pressing against her.
    Without conscious thought, her other hand drifted across her breasts, her fingers grazing the nipples, imagining