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“No,” I said, calmly, forcing the lurking beast behind my eyes to settle down. “But I am curious as to why you didn’t call me when you sensed something was wrong. Or the police.”
With her free hand, she rubs her eyes as if they are hampering her thinking process. “I thought—I didn’t, actually—I didn’t think. All I knew was that Lorraine was in trouble and I had to help her.”
My fist clenches but I don’t let her see it.
“She’s going to be fine,” I say.
Eve’s hands go to her braid, and she curls the edge of it around her finger. “The last time I saw so much blood was—that was mine.”
I still at her absent-minded words.
“I remember thinking how could I have bled so much and still be alive,” her tone is dazed.
“When was that?” I try to keep my tone soothing, try to hide the chilling fury inside of me. What did she mean that she bled?
What is she referring to?
Eve’s breathing quickens, and she straightens up. “Sorry. I think I’m too shaken by what happened.” She glances around. “I think I should sleep. Maybe some rest will help me think clearly. I—” She looks at me, her tone faltering. “Where do I sleep?”
I want t
o shake the answers out of her, but I have to wait.
All in good time.
She carries her glass with her as I led her to the guest bedroom across from mine, before changing my mind and leading her to my room. “Here.”
I can sleep in the guest room.
I want Eve’s scent on my sheets.
I want her hair on my pillow.
I want her in my territory.
“This is pretty fancy for a guest bedroom,” she says after a few moments of studying the room. The look she gives me is suspicious, and I hide the quick grin as her biting personality peeks at me from behind the grief and weariness.
I don’t want to lie to her.
Tucking my hands in my pockets, I stand in the threshold between the hallway and bedroom. “It’s my room. You’ll be more comfortable here.”
When I see the awareness in her eyes of what this could mean, I interject smoothly. “I don’t plan to sleep here tonight. I’d feel more comfortable knowing you’re in my personal space tonight.” I tilt my head. “I’ll be in the next room if you need me.”
I close the door, and as I walk to the guest bedroom where I just intend to prowl about, I try not to think of the way Eve’s breath quickened when she realized this was the master bedroom and the way her pupils dilated.
If I wanted, I could have her tonight.
She is vulnerable enough not to say no, but I decided that unless she comes to me, I won’t touch her.
I want to.
God knows, I want to.
I want to kiss every inch of her body till I can identify the taste of her skin in my dreams. I want to sink my teeth into her and mark her skin, mark her as my own.
But while I am above manipulating her into my bed, I need her to trust me enough to come to me. From her reaction right now, the time isn’t too far.
I force my urges down and start thinking.
