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“Gray? Let me guess, your favorite reading genre is horror, and you like long walks at night through a cemetery.”
“I prefer to read magazines.”
She snickered. “Do you live in your parent’s basement?”
Ethan sat a little straighter. What kind of strange mating ritual questions were these? Again, not in his database. “No.”
“Have you ever sold foot pics?”
“Foot pics? As in photographs of my feet? Who does that? Do humans do that?”
She pointed a finger at him. “Do you likelookingat foot pics?”
Ethan grabbed her finger, worked her hand against his. “You’re trying to find out if I’m a deviant, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Tristan is my roommate. We have our own apartment. I have a job. I take care of what’s mine, and I don’t indulge in any obscene human male behaviors.”
She grinned and tugged playfully at his hand. “Did you read that from a woman’s magazine, too?”
Enough with these ridiculous questions. He didn’t need to know a thing about her to know she was his mate. “Say that you’ll see me after Ireland.”
She didn’t respond right away. His chest tightened, and he felt like he couldn’t breathe until she said yes. If she did—when she did—it would be all the confirmation he needed to approach his father about breaking the cardinal rule against taking a human mate.
She stood and held her hand to him. Taking it, Ethan let her turn him toward the bed. Kimber pushed him into a sitting position. Climbing onto his lap, she looped her hands around his neck as she straddled him on her knees.
“Yes, I’ll see you. In the meantime, why don’t you help me forget what a shitty evening this was?”
Gripping her sides, he tried to control the surge of lust coursing through him. “We shouldn’t. You’re not feeling well.” Besides, he needed to tell her he was leaving, but he’d be back for her. No matter what.
“A shower, some toothpaste, and a couple of headache pills and I feel fine.” Nuzzling his neck, she nipped at his collarbone. “I want you. Do you want me, too?”
What kind of question was that? His body responded urgently. Talking would have to wait until tomorrow.
Stripping clothes, her body on top of him, his hands on her breasts as she rode him, Ethan silently cursed his father for forbidding this.
He wouldn’t stop trying until he found a way,anyway, to keep her.
Chapter Sixteen
Kimber
Herbodywarredbetweenthe sweet ache and delicious lightness from great sex, and the ever-present burn in the base of her throat threatening to ruin her good mood.
She’d woken with Ethan snug beside her. When he realized she was awake, he’d questioned her with concern over how she was feeling. She teased that she wasn’t dying; it was just an upset stomach. But he didn’t look convinced and doted on her the rest of the morning. It was nice, so she went with it. No one had taken care of her in years. Sitting against the pillows, she read the morning headlines from her favorite American news source on her phone. Ethan moved behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He worked the knots and tightness away, making it impossible to continue reading. Tossing her phone on the bed, she gave herself over to his ministrations.
“I could get used to this.” Her head lolled back as he worked a hard knot in her right shoulder.
“You should always be treated like this.”
Scoffing, she leaned all the way back, so her head rested on his shoulder. Ethan bent over and kissed her.
“I agree, but sadly, reality isn’t so wonderful.”
Setting her back in place, he resumed his glorious work. “Human men are not the best partners. Why do you think that is? Were they never taught to protect and cherish those who would make them fathers one day?”
That was pretty deep for seven in the morning. “Are you being hypothetical or seriously asking me what I think?”
