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When Iris began drawing deep breaths, he felt her strength returning. With skin like cream, her brows in fine arches, and her lips full, she looked like a model.
Without thinking, he stroked her face, pushing a few loose strands away from her ear.
She drew another stream of air into her lungs, then rolled her head back to look up at him. Her gaze skated past him as she looked in the direction of the sky. She smiled. “I’m so glad to be home and you’re right, my spell holds. We’ll be safe here. I knew you were worried about that.”
Her cat jumped up on Iris’s stomach. “Hello, Pips.”
Iris shifted just enough to pet her cat.
Connor’s throat now ached like he had a noose around his neck. For a moment, he didn’t know why until he realized he’d felt this way once before, during his way-too-brief marriage.
The night had already been strange with the runner and her fake jacket, the explosion on the bridge, and now Big Nuts turning him over to a madman for cash.
But maybe the most bizarre part was realizing he was falling in love with Iris Meldeere, a woman who by nature of her alter species was his enemy.
How the hell had this happened?
CHAPTER FOUR
Iris still felt weak and muddled from the amount of spell energy she’d used up in order to escape from Big Nuts’s house of sex. She petted her cat and scratched underneath his collar, the small bell jingling softly.
She leaned her head against Connor’s shoulder, forcing air deep into her lungs. “Sorry.” Her voice was little more than a whisper.
“For what?”
She loved how his voice rumbled in his chest. But what had he asked? Oh, yeah. Why she was sorry. “For being so useless right now.”
“You got us out of there. I’m not sure without your spell we would have survived. By the way, he was there.”
“Who was there?”
“The vampire intent on killing us.”
She chuckled. “Oh. Him.” She was so out of it.
“You okay?”
“No. But I will be. I need to recoup my strength. What did the bad guy look like?”
“Gary was right. He must have bought himself a spell because it was hard to see him. But he was tall, lean, light-colored eyes, dark hair. I couldn’t discern his features, though.”
She sighed. “Not much to go on.”
“No, it isn’t.”
The energy of her garden flowed over her and had begun to restore her. Being in Connor’s arms helped as well.
“What can I do to help you feel better?”
“Kiss me.” Wait. Why had she said that?
“You want me to kiss you?” A soft chuckle left his throat.
“No, I mean yes. I mean, God, no.” But it would be really nice.
Again, that man-hungry feeling returned. He’d kissed her earlier in the garden, but she’d been so overwhelmed, she hadn’t been able to respond, at least for a few seconds. He’d looked distressed when he’d pulled back, searching her eyes with that heavy frown between his brows. She’d finally given in to her desire for him, in part to make sure he knew how much she wanted him, desired him.
“Connor?”
