Summer Sin (The Anthology Novella Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B
Author: Darlene Kuncytes
asked, lifting his arm and extending his elbow to her. She hesitated only a moment before slipping her arm through his and closing the door behind her.
This was all so strange and new to her. She didn’t date. She hunted. Yes, there had been a few flings here and there…a girl did have needs after all, but she didn’t go out and make nice. And, damned if this all wasn’t just throwing her for a loop. Why couldn’t the man have been a harmless, ugly ass troll for God’s sake! Damn! Just her luck.
Cam led her to his waiting car and opened the door for her, inhaling her sweet scent greedily as it floated on the breeze. Christ, but she smelled good. She was a combination of that sexy as hell muskiness of Were and the unique floral scents of the Fey, and it was an absolutely intoxicating combination. He closed the door and trotted around the front of the car, quickly sliding in beside her.
“Hungry?” he asked, trying hard not to look at her exposed legs from where the skirt she wore had slid up a bit, but good God …how could he not? She was spellbinding. He cleared his throat and started the car.
“Starving,” he heard her softly spoken reply, and Cam couldn’t help but to think that so was he…only not for food. Ah, crap- he was getting in deep!
As they walked into the tiny restaurant overlooking the ocean, they were immediately guided to a small, intimate table in the corner by a busty little brunette who smiled at them warmly.
It was a remote, quiet little place with a native feel to it that Victoria instantly loved. The most amazing smells were wafting through the air and her stomach growled hungrily. She had lived on nothing but peanut butter sandwiches for the past three days as she had periodically glared at the food in the refrigerator with anger as it slowly but surely went bad, and she was more than a little ready to dig into some real food.
They ordered drinks and sat there in an almost comfortable silence. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but for some insane reason she felt at ease with the gorgeous Were. Maybe it was just desperation to ease her solitude, she reasoned…or maybe she was going just a little bat shit crazy. It was anyone’s guess.
“So, what are you doing out here?” she asked finally, taking a sip from the fruity drink that had been set down in front of her. It was bright pink with cherries and pineapple…and absolutely divine. “I mean, are you on vacation?” she quickly asked, trying hard not to be rude and pry. She most definitely didn’t want to get too personal with the man.
Cam watched as her full, pouty mouth took a sip from her glass; his eyes fixated on the way her tongue darted out and licked her lips in appreciation as she did. Dear God; this woman was dangerous.
“I’m sorry. What?” he choked out, trying really hard to get a handle on himself…and quick.
“Are you here on vacation?” Victoria asked again, a hint of annoyance creeping into her voice now.
“Um, yeah,” he replied softly, his eyes—with a will of their own—straying back to those perfect, plump lips of hers.
“What do you do?” she ground out slowly, her eyes narrowing slightly as she watched him staring at her like a complete and utter ass.
Holy Hell…the woman was absolutely enchanting. Camden gave himself a firm mental kick in the ass and met her gaze; and damned if those eyes of hers didn’t make his body tingle and grow warm the moment they locked with his. Ah, shit and hellfire!
“I’m retired,” he responded as evenly as he could, wondering just what in the hell he was doing here. He had been asked to keep watch over her… not lust after her. He shouldn’t have asked her to dinner. He was realizing now that it had been a huge mistake. He shouldn’t be getting to know her. He shouldn’t be making nice with her. She was an assignment and nothing more. Just a favor that had been called in.
He silently promised himself that he was going to kick the ever
This was all so strange and new to her. She didn’t date. She hunted. Yes, there had been a few flings here and there…a girl did have needs after all, but she didn’t go out and make nice. And, damned if this all wasn’t just throwing her for a loop. Why couldn’t the man have been a harmless, ugly ass troll for God’s sake! Damn! Just her luck.
Cam led her to his waiting car and opened the door for her, inhaling her sweet scent greedily as it floated on the breeze. Christ, but she smelled good. She was a combination of that sexy as hell muskiness of Were and the unique floral scents of the Fey, and it was an absolutely intoxicating combination. He closed the door and trotted around the front of the car, quickly sliding in beside her.
“Hungry?” he asked, trying hard not to look at her exposed legs from where the skirt she wore had slid up a bit, but good God …how could he not? She was spellbinding. He cleared his throat and started the car.
“Starving,” he heard her softly spoken reply, and Cam couldn’t help but to think that so was he…only not for food. Ah, crap- he was getting in deep!
As they walked into the tiny restaurant overlooking the ocean, they were immediately guided to a small, intimate table in the corner by a busty little brunette who smiled at them warmly.
It was a remote, quiet little place with a native feel to it that Victoria instantly loved. The most amazing smells were wafting through the air and her stomach growled hungrily. She had lived on nothing but peanut butter sandwiches for the past three days as she had periodically glared at the food in the refrigerator with anger as it slowly but surely went bad, and she was more than a little ready to dig into some real food.
They ordered drinks and sat there in an almost comfortable silence. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but for some insane reason she felt at ease with the gorgeous Were. Maybe it was just desperation to ease her solitude, she reasoned…or maybe she was going just a little bat shit crazy. It was anyone’s guess.
“So, what are you doing out here?” she asked finally, taking a sip from the fruity drink that had been set down in front of her. It was bright pink with cherries and pineapple…and absolutely divine. “I mean, are you on vacation?” she quickly asked, trying hard not to be rude and pry. She most definitely didn’t want to get too personal with the man.
Cam watched as her full, pouty mouth took a sip from her glass; his eyes fixated on the way her tongue darted out and licked her lips in appreciation as she did. Dear God; this woman was dangerous.
“I’m sorry. What?” he choked out, trying really hard to get a handle on himself…and quick.
“Are you here on vacation?” Victoria asked again, a hint of annoyance creeping into her voice now.
“Um, yeah,” he replied softly, his eyes—with a will of their own—straying back to those perfect, plump lips of hers.
“What do you do?” she ground out slowly, her eyes narrowing slightly as she watched him staring at her like a complete and utter ass.
Holy Hell…the woman was absolutely enchanting. Camden gave himself a firm mental kick in the ass and met her gaze; and damned if those eyes of hers didn’t make his body tingle and grow warm the moment they locked with his. Ah, shit and hellfire!
“I’m retired,” he responded as evenly as he could, wondering just what in the hell he was doing here. He had been asked to keep watch over her… not lust after her. He shouldn’t have asked her to dinner. He was realizing now that it had been a huge mistake. He shouldn’t be getting to know her. He shouldn’t be making nice with her. She was an assignment and nothing more. Just a favor that had been called in.
He silently promised himself that he was going to kick the ever