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I hated myself for melting beneath his touch.
But I did.
My resistance fled with every stroke of his insistent tongue against mine.
‘Give me a week, my pretty little liar. I need you.’ His voice cracked with need, the first touch of emotion he’d given since he arrived.
‘You’re a monster,’ I whispered against his lips.
‘I am. And you’re going to be my prey.’
A shiver ran up my spine as he released my neck from his grip and made space between us.
‘Go pack. We’re leaving in fifteen.’
‘Where are we going?’
‘Home.’
My eyes had about bugged out of my head when we approached his home.
Ewen lived in a whole-ass fucking mansion. The building seemed to go on forever in both directions while towering over us as he pulled his car up outside the entrance.
‘Holy shit,’ I muttered as he came round to open my door. ‘What have I gotten myself into?’
As the owner of The Loft, I’d presumed he’d had some money, but nothing like an income that could afford a place like that.
And he’d seen my shitty little flat.
Fuck.
Instead of taking the hand he offered me, I gripped my travel bag tightly and stood, looking up at his gargantuan home.
‘You really live here?’ I asked.
‘I do. Grew up here,’ he replied, beckoning his head and starting towards the house.
Curious, I followed after him and continued, ‘Alone?’
‘I am now. But I grew up here with my father, mother, and siblings.’
Walking faster to keep up with him, my shoes crunched on the gravel. ‘Where are they now?’
‘My parents are dead. So is my oldest brother. The others moved out with their partners.’ Ewen didn’t even need to open the door. It swung inward as we took the steps, with a man dipping his head at Ewen as we walked in.
‘Do they live nearby?’ I needed as much information as I could gather while he was open to giving it.
‘Maeve and Cam live in Edinburgh with their adopted teens. Logan and Valentina are in the highlands living their rustic dream. Esther and Alec are in Spain with their two kids. Katie and Mac are still in Glasgow.’
‘Wow, so many of them.’ For so long, it had only been Ruby and I. The thought of so much family made a kernel of jealousy flare. ‘Good job. You’ve got this big ass house, I guess.’
My nerves were making me talk too much.
I followed Ewen through the vast, marble-floored hall with the sweeping staircase and passed a number of elaborately decorated rooms.
We walked through an open library, books towering in every direction, which seemed to provide a key feature in the centre of the house. Off to one side, a bar sat in a large alcove.
Recognition filtered into me the moment I spotted a man sitting there nursing a whisky. He’d been in the club a few times and spoken to me.
