She flicked her gaze up, and met his glacier-blue eyes.
But they weren’t cold. They burned with a hunger so strong it stole the air from her lungs.
“You feeling okay?” he asked, voice gruff.
She nodded. “Great. After…I feel great. Full of energy.”
He sat up, shoving a pillow behind his back. “Time to talk.”
She sighed. “I was afraid you’d say that.”
She couldn’t have Hunt Calder. She couldn’t have anybody. The past had showed her that. And the power she held was far too great. One slip and she could kill so many people. An image of Hunt’s lifeless eyes flashed through her head. She clenched her fists.Never.
Edgy, she got off the bed and started to pace.
He watched her, silent.
That silence made her edginess worse. “Clearly, I have some psionic abilities.”
He kept watching her and that patient stare made her anger flare.
She spun. “Is this some sort of interrogation technique?”
He smiled and it turned rugged into spectacular. “I haven’t done anything.”
“I know,” she snapped and started the pacing again. She waved a hand at him. “The silence, the way you watch me. It makes me want to lay myself bare.”
“Well, the silence and the way I’m watching you isn’t a technique. I’m watching you because I want to throw you on the bed, tear those clothes off, and fuck you until neither of us can talk.”
Relda jerked upright and faced him. Her skin flushed cool, then burning hot.
He smiled again. “But if you want to lay yourself bare, I can handle that.”
Why was he so calm? She shot him a narrow look. “You saw what I did.”
“Yes, I did. Thank you for saving my life.”
She released a long breath. “That’s the tip of my abilities, Hunt. I could kill you with a single thought.” She turned away, wrapping her arms around her middle. Suddenly, she was cold. She wondered if she’d ever feel warm again.
She didn’t hear him move, but his big body pushed up against hers, his arms closing around her.
She closed her eyes for a second. He was so warm.
“I saw what you did, Relda. I’m not afraid of you.”
“You should be. I could destroy this entire planet as easily as taking a breath.”
“That’s a lot of responsibility for one person to carry. Tell me who you are, Relda. No lies this time.”
She leaned against him, just a bit. “The less you know, the safer you’ll be.”
“Don’t you mean the saferyou’llbe.”
She remembered that long ago man she thought she’d loved. “That, too.”
“I won’t betray your secrets, but I need to know them so I can help you.”
She let her head drop forward and stared at his strong arm wrapped around her. “If people find out what I am, they’ll be terrified. Hunters will come. If this person searching for the Trojan Moon knew…he’ll stop at nothing to take the Moonandme.”
