but
that doesn’t mean I’m automatically going to believe you. I thought
you were a ghost or something.”
“ Before that, I asked if
you believed in fate and destiny. I wanted to know if you would be
willing to believe that other powers or forces had brought us
together.” He looked at her pleadingly, waiting for her
answer.
Layla didn’t understand what this
amazingly sexy man who claimed to be a god could possibly want from
her. God or not, he could have any woman he wanted, and yet he
appeared determined to convince her he had been drawn to her for a
reason. There was no denying that he was attracted to her. Even
with her body completely covered, she still felt his eyes roaming
all over her.
“ I don’t know. I used to
believe in that kind of stuff, but I’m not so sure
anymore.”
“ Is it because someone
hurt you?” he asked.
His eyes had darkened, and Layla
wondered what he, in all his supposed Greek god glory, would do if
she told him about Colin and said he was a bastard who had broken
her heart. However, she knew that wasn’t true. She had never loved
Colin, so while he might have crushed her dreams, he hadn’t broken
her heart.
“ I broke up with someone
recently, but it wasn’t him. I guess I just gave up on the dream of
being swept off my feet by some tall, dark and handsome god among
men.” She bit her lip. She hadn’t meant to use that phrase, but she
couldn’t take it back now.
He laughed. “Then maybe I’m the answer
to your prayers. Your loneliness probably drew me to you on the
beach.”
“ I didn’t say I was
lonely.” She was, but she didn’t want to add to her desperate,
sex-starved image.
“ I only meant there was a
longing in your heart that reached out and touched me. I’ve never
been so drawn to a woman in all my life, and that is saying
something.”
“ So, why not just seduce
me? Use some hocus pocus on me. If you’re telling the truth, you
must be able to do something like that.” She didn’t want to admit
outright that she was beginning to believe him or that she wouldn’t
object to being seduced. She knew there were things in this world
that were beyond most people’s understanding, so why couldn’t the
ancient gods of legend be real? She couldn’t deny the strange
things that had been happening either, not to mention the fact that
she felt drawn to him too, and it wasn’t simply because he oozed
sex appeal.
He shook his head. “I didn’t want to.
I wanted things to be different.” He looked away for a moment.
“I’ll be the first to admit that barging into your bedroom probably
was not the best way, but I simply couldn’t resist when I heard you
say those words.”
“ Oh,” she said. So he had
heard her saying she wished he was real. How had he known she meant
him? “How did you know I meant you? Can you read my
mind?”
He shrugged. “I could, but I promise
you that I have not, and I never will without your permission. I
guessed, actually. I knew you had seen me on the beach, and I
couldn’t resist coming in to find out.”
She felt her body come alive as she
imagined him coming into her room and climbing on the bed with her,
tossing the vibrator aside and burying his cock in her. She shook
her head, trying to get a grip on herself. “So, why not play the
Greek god card? What would you have said to me if you’d known how
willing I’d be?” Her head was spinning, but she didn’t care. Her
body ached for him, and at that moment she felt prepared to throw
herself at his feet.
He stood up and walked over to her. He
took both her hands, and she tried to stop them from shaking as he
pulled her up off the bed. He looked down into her eyes. Her face
was inches from his warm, muscled chest. “I would have told you I
was destined to be your lover and give you all the pleasure any
mortal woman could ever endure.”
As her breath caught in her throat, he
leaned down and kissed her softly. She placed her arms around his
neck. Her knees