little witches who turned his cock to steel with a single touch.
If he was smart, he’d turn around, go back to the Strip and find some hot chick to hook up with–get through solstice with some shred of sanity. But he’d never been known to make the wisest decisions, and hell, Jack was counting on him to deal with this shit.
He swallowed thickly when Terra stormed out the front door, blue fire in her eyes. Faded jeans painted her perfect ass, and a plain white t-shirt hugged her upper curves.
Energy coursed through him and the edginess of moments before came back with a vengeance.
Fucking Solstice mating heat.
“What’re you doing here?” Her sweet little mouth turned down in a frown as she crossed her arms over her chest. “I told you to stop stalking me.”
“We need to talk about this.” He pulled the black stone out of his pocket and held his palm forward. “I want to know where you found it.”
“Like I’d tell you.” When she reached for the stone, he snatched it back.
“How about we start with the other pieces you have. You were willing to sell them and I’ll give you triple what that guy was offering.”
Blue eyes squinted up at him suspiciously. She leaned against the plate glass that reflected the darkening, yet still pink sky.
“Why do you want it so bad?”
So that he could get the hell out of this godforsaken place and away from her seductive little ass.
“To keep it out of the wrong hands. Whatever these stones are, one thing’s for sure, they’re dangerous.”
“Dangerous how?”
An evening breeze blew. She rubbed her arms and shivered. Damn, if he didn’t want to wrap his arms around her and warm her, send his heat coursing through her body. He wondered how responsive she’d be to his touch, his magic. The thought made him rock hard.
He moved forward and placed one hand on either side of her head, wondering how those pouty lips might taste.
“You’ve touched them, felt the energy surge they produce.”
“Sure.” She shrugged and ducked under his arms. “But only a witch with earth powers would be able to use them. I‘m careful who I sell to.”
“Exactly. But let’s just say the wrong witch gets a hold of these, or if there’s bigger portions, who knows the damage that could be done.” He took two steps back, allowing his words to sink in.
Terra paled and he saw something flash behind her eyes. Was it fear?
“And how do I know I can trust you with them?”
“If you know anything about my family, then you’re aware that we don’t fuck around. Give me the stones and I’ll make sure they’re kept somewhere safe.”
She chewed on her bottom lip and turned her head, her eyes unfocused as she stared out into the desert.
His frustration subsided. Maybe he’d finally got something into her thick skull.
“And then you’ll go home?” She glanced back at him. “You’ll leave this place and never bother me again?”
“Yes.” He exhaled and dragged his fingers over his face, then nodded. “I’ll need to do a quick survey of the spot you found them, but yeah, once I get the stones, I’ll be booked on the next plane back to Jersey.”
Her mouth skewed in a doubtful little frown, but he could tell he’d already won.
“Fine.” Turning on a heel, she opened the door to her cave dwelling and motioned for him to follow.
How the hell someone could live in such cramped quarters was beyond him. With the red rock and no one around for miles, he figured it would be like living on Mars. What kind of insane person chose to live like this?
He waited in the kitchen area while she retrieved the turquoise.
“Here. This is all I have.” On the table, a baggie appeared with two dark stones. One shard was larger and the other smaller than the piece he already had. “If there’s more, I haven’t found it.”
Her lying eyes refused to meet his and she bit her lower lip.
“I’ll have my brother wire you the money.”
“Cash only,” she said