He stood up, with her in his arms, and his eyes were flashing like blue lightning. He couldnt think past relief. He could put her down on the sofa in the next room, smooth his aching body on top of hers. He could jerk those tight jeans off and go into her, hard and fast, make her scream with pleasure.
Except that it was broad daylight, and he could see Yseras face, mocking, laughing. He was a weakling, she taunted while he died in her arms, a weakling who couldnt control his desire, who looked ridiculous when his face went rigid, when his body corded over hers as he drove for satisfaction...
He shuddered.
Sara saw nightmares in his pale eyes. Shed been uneasy when he picked her up, afraid of what he might intend. They were alone, and she wasnt really sure when Gabriel might come home. Shed never tried to be intimate with anyone. There were reasons why she might not be able to at all, and one was very physical, a reason she was too shy to speak of, especially to a man like Wolf Patterson.
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