Dark Thief (The Two Sides of Me Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

surprised you would want to come here, it doesn’t seem much like your style.” He turns me around pointing me toward the door to the bedroom holding my waist gently pushing me forward.
    “My style huh? What exactly is my style?” “Uh, big for one thing, swanky, elaborate, showy, obnoxious…” he cuts me off placing his hand around my mouth from behind and whispers into my ear. “That’s enough.” I can’t help it, I know I shouldn't but I giggle into his hand. He begins to guide me again down a short hall.  We turn into a slightly larger bathroom with both shower and tub, still modest in comparison to Evan’s usual grandiose style.
    “If you weren’t undernourished and sick I’d spank you for sassing me with that smart mouth of yours.” he says while he starts the shower and looks over his shoulder at me with an “ I dare ya” look on his face. “If I weren't undernourished and sick I might like it.” I retort with sass.
    He returns to the shower testing the water temperature. “In.” he directs, pointing toward the shower and I push off my socks with my feet while wiggling out of the flannel pajama pants and tank top he has dressed me in. I haven’t seen any of my own belongings as of yet. Before I can walk to enter the shower I catch my reflection in the mirror above the sink and inhale in surprise.
    It’s like I’m seeing myself for the first time in weeks and I’m shocked at how bad I look. Evan realizes what’s happening and moves to escort my paralyzed body to the shower and away from the mirror. “You’ll be fine baby, back to your normal weight in no time.” He attempts to comfort me but I am appalled at how disgusting I look and that Evan has seen me multiple times this way. “And you look beautiful no matter what weight you are.” How the fuck does he do that?  I swear he has some sort of ESP abilities. I stand under the spray of hot water, he even remembers I like it nearly scalding.
    I unbraid my hair that is wet and sweaty, sticking to my face as a result of my nightmare. His hand appears through the curtain holding a bottle of shampoo and I take it gratefully watching it disappear and the curtain being pulled tight against the wall so no heat will escape. I wash and magically when I’m ready to condition his hand appears with the appropriate product and I finish up. Peeking out of the curtain I find Evan standing there with an enormous fluffy towel, some things never change, and I hesitate to step out.  One because it’s fucking cold out there and two, because I’m now leery of being seen naked. He rolls his eyes knowing what I’m thinking and steps into the shower with me, still clad in only his sexy as hell black briefs.
    The water is off so he doesn’t get soaked while he pats my skin dry from head to toe and then wraps the towel around me, twice. Holding one finger up to make me pause when I begin to turn and step out he gathers my hair and squeezes the water from it before re-braiding it. Just when I think we’re finally getting out he traps me between his arms one hand on either side of my head, palms against the wall, he holds me captive with his sharp green eyes.
    His gaze moves to my mouth where he pauses for what seems like forever, my pulse is pounding and that familiar whoosh starts in my ears. Moving in, he starts so gently pressing his lips against mine, no tongue just soft kisses, holy hell I’ve missed this man’s touch!  I try to intensify the kiss but he murmurs “No, no.” and I let him set the pace. Torturing me with baby kisses on each corner of my mouth just like I remembered, center, just like I remembered and then oh God, down my neck, just like I remembered.
    I can’t help myself and I reach out to touch him, he allows it, twisting my fingers through his hair I pull him closer, he allows this as well. But, when I try to slide my tongue into his mouth he pulls away and scoops me up, pulling back the curtain, we are blasted with cold air.  I