Page 8 of Knight’s Seduction

She laughed again, and his gut gripped tight. “Good answer.”

He shrugged a shoulder. “Just curious.”

“Twenty-three.” She shifted in her seat. “What about you? You must be about the same?”

He was a hell of a lot more than twenty-three. This beautiful female had only been alive a blink of his life. And in that time, he’d met more women than he could remember, but somehow, he knew this one, this wide-eyed, utterly beautiful female, would stick with him for a very long time. He took a sip of his beer. “Twenty-five.”

She took another sip from her straw. “Where do you work? You said you worked in the city?”

“I work construction,” he said, lying again.

“They do that at night?”

“Best time. We can’t get in anyone’s way.”

“That makes sense. The big guys with you the other day, they work with you?”

Yeah, it made sense, it was his standard answer if he had to deal with humans for any length of time, but still he hated not being honest with her. She’d find out the truth sooner rather than later, but he wasn’t ready to tear her world apart, not yet. “They work with me. They’re also two of my brothers.”

“Really?”

“Yep.”

“And you have more?” She shifted in her seat again.

She was making small talk, trying to work up the courage to ask for what she really wanted, what had put that determination in her pretty eyes.

Christ, he could smell how much she wanted him. Her scent was rich and sweet and growing more intense the longer they sat there.

He resisted adjusting his dick. “Six brothers all up. You?”

Her gaze dropped to his mouth, and she uncrossed, then recrossed her legs. “Wow, six. I’m an only child.”

Kryos had been desperate for this female since he’d laid eyes on her, since whatever it was about her pulled him off the goddamn street and into the diner. But she was a demi, possibly with sex demon blood, and doing anything with her would be wrong. What if she had no control over what she was feeling right now; because what she wanted from him was being broadcast loud and clear. He dragged in another breath, her scent filling his head.

God, her hair looked soft. What would it feel like running through his fingers? And those plump lips, how would they taste?

He gritted his teeth and tried to gain some control over the lust riding him. It was like nothing he’d ever experienced before.

His gaze moved over her face, and the gripping need tightened. “I should get you home.” It was the last thing he wanted, but it was for the best.

“Oh…right.” Her cheeks turned pink. “You probably have somewhere to be?”

She stood and he smiled, not answering, letting her believe that was true.

As they walked out, he found himself moving in behind her, not liking the looks other males in the bar were giving her. He stared down one asshole and barely resisted baring his teeth at another.

Again, not something he’d experienced before when it came to a female.

They walked out onto the street and headed toward the diner, where Meredith had her car. Their hands brushed, and it sent shock waves through him, like electric pulses throbbing inside his chest and through his gut.

Kryos reached out with his senses before they turned down the street that led to the small parking lot behind the diner, making sure it was safe. It was quiet, dark, and he hated thinking of her walking out here on her own every night. “Does someone walk you to your car after your shift?”

Meredith glanced at him and smiled. Gut punch. “I park right by the back door. It’s fine.”

Kryos grunted. No, it sure as fuck wasn’t fine.

The parking lot didn’t have any lights. He was going to have to have a chat with her boss. This shit was not okay.