Seize the Night

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Author: Sherrilyn Kenyon
extremely handsome in her bed. His long black hair was down, and draped around his face. His features were perfectly chiseled as if by some master artist. And that body of his…
    Really, no man should look that yummy.
    It was why she'd spent the night in her downstairs office and why she'd sent Marla up to watch after him first thing this morning.
    Asleep he'd been more of a temptation than she wanted. He'd looked relaxed and gentle.
    Inviting.
    Awake he looked dangerous.
    And still inviting.
    She would give the goddess credit, Artemis had exquisite taste in men; and to Tabitha's knowledge, and according to Amanda's words, there was no such thing as an ugly Dark-Hunter.
    She couldn't really fault the goddess for that. If you had to pick men for your own personal army, what woman wouldn't pick the tallest and best-looking of the bunch?
    It also explained why Acheron was their leader.
    Yes, it was good to be a goddess. Tabitha couldn't imagine how great it would be to command all that delectable testosterone.
    And Valerius was prime DH material as he sat with one divinely carved arm braced on her mattress while the rest of him was all but bare to her sight. He looked like some coiled, wild beast ready to strike.
    But he was confused. She felt his emotions reaching out to her. He was also angry but she wasn't sure why.
    "You're safe here," she said, stepping near the bed. "I know what you are and I made sure all the windows are covered."
    "Who are you?" he asked in a suspicious tone.
    "Tabitha Devereaux," she said.
    "Are you a Squire?"
    "No."
    "Then how do you know—"
    "I'm a friend of Acheron's."
    His anger snapped at that. "You're lying." He stood up suddenly, then hissed as he realized he was completely naked.
    Tabitha bit her lip to keep from moaning at the sight of all that luscious skin bared. She had to give the Dark-Hunters credit, they were all incredibly well built.
    Valerius grabbed the sheet from her bed and covered himself. "Where are my clothes?" he asked in the most disdainful voice she'd ever heard.
    No wonder Nick and the others had a hard time with him. Arrogance and supreme superiority bled from every molecule of that masculine body. It was obvious Valerius was a man used to giving orders, which made sense since she knew he had once been a Roman general.
    Unfortunately, Tabitha wasn't used to following anyone's orders, especially not a man's.
    "Keep your shirt on," she said with a laugh at her bad joke. "Your clothes are at the laundry. They'll deliver them as soon as they're ready."
    "And in the meantime?"
    "Looks like you're naked."
    His jaw worked as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "I beg your pardon?"
    "Beg all you want, you're still going to be naked." Tabitha paused at the wicked image in her mind. "Come to think of it, a gorgeous, begging, naked man… that's the stuff of fantasies. Begging won't get you your clothes, but it could get you something else." She wiggled her eyebrows at him.
    His fist tightened on the sheet he held around his waist. She could sense that he was both offended and yet oddly amused by her.
    She cocked her head at him. "You know, you are Roman. You could just make a toga out of the bedsheet."
    Valerius stood there feeling a strange urge to sputter. Had he been lowborn, he might actually have done that.
    This had to be the strangest woman ever born.
    "How do you know I'm Roman?"
    "I told you, I know Ash and all the rest of you night dwellers." She gave him a playful look. "C'mon, make a toga for me. I tried to make one in college and ended up with it falling off in the middle of the party. Thank God my roommate was still sober enough to scoop it up and wrap it around me before the frat boys pounced."
    Behind him, he heard a cuckoo clock chime. Valerius turned to see the time, then scowled as he realized the "bird" had a red mohawk.
    It also had an eyepatch.
    "Ain't it a hoot?" Tabitha asked. "I picked it up in Switzerland when I spent a year there
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