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Me
I’ll pass.
Brody
Huh. Weird, you always pass. You got something you want to tell us?
That I hadn’t been with a woman in four fucking years was definitely not it.
Me
Yeah, it goes something like I have a job to do.
And that job was the only fucking thing that mattered.
FIFTEEN
ELENA
I was propped against the headboard on my bed, trying to pay attention to the words in my book. Though the letters kept swirling and mixing and trying to reform.
A full restructuring where Elena took over the heroine’s name and the brooding, ominous, morally corrupt antihero weaved into Trevan’s face.
So I had a thing for dark fantasy romance.
It felt like I could relate. That I had a tap into the psyche. That I understood.
But I guess I was the fool who imagined Trevan standing in my open bedroom window with glistening, black-feathered wings. There to rescue me from my cage where he’d fly me off to his crypt and ravage me.
Too bad the toilet flushed, jarring me out of my secret little fantasy.
Silence echoed for one long, anticipatory beat, and my already drumming heart thundered in the midst of it as the lock clicked and Trevan pulled open the door.
Okay, so maybe it was just as good.
Him standing there in that doorway.
A mountain staring over at me as light poured out and illuminated his giant shape from behind.
All dark and glowery and the most terrifyingly beautiful man I’d ever seen.
He scuffed a hand over the top of his head, his big body itching in the spot. “Sorry if I was keeping you up.”
My head barely shook, and I lifted my hardback. “I’ve been reading. Besides, you were in there for all of five minutes. How horribly inconsiderate of you.”
He shifted on his bare feet. The fabric of his tight tee stretched across his chest, but his sweatpants weren’t quite as snug.
But they were snug enough that I could see the bulge between his thick, massive thighs.
Every outline of the man set on full display.
I gulped, and my attention snapped up to his face when he cleared his throat.
Crap. Had I been that obvious?
I bit down on my bottom lip as a rush of heat flooded my system.
That time he growled before he seemed to beat whatever he was thinking into submission. “I’ll let you get to sleep.”