Bad Moon Rising by Delilah Devlin

Author:Delilah Devlin [Devlin, Delilah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Novella, Fiction, Romance
Published: 2015-12-12T00:00:00+00:00

He’d brought more than just the meal, which consisted of thickly cut slabs of roast beef and cheddar, slathered with horseradish and mayonnaise, and sandwiched between slices of freshly baked bread, courtesy of Andy. They sat on a blanket at the end of the dock, an uncorked bottle of red wine just within reach. He’d already filled her glass twice, but had refused more than a sip or two for himself. “I’m still on duty.”

DiDi wrinkled her nose, enjoying the impromptu meal and the sight of the large man stretched out beside her. “Are you ever off?”

“Of course.”

“And yet, I’ve never seen you out of that uniform.” She angled her head.

His eyebrows did a little sexy waggle. “Sure you have, chère.”

She hoped he couldn’t see the blush heating her face. She would have thought an erotica writer was way past blushing like a schoolgirl, but she liked the masculine humor glinting in his dark eyes and knew exactly what he was remembering. “I meant, your uniform is the only clothing I’ve seen you wear.”

“You haven’t known me very long. I do have other clothes. After the full moon, I’ll take you dancin’ in Destiny. Do you like to dance?”

She ignored the question, her attention snagging on what else he’d said. “Why after the full moon?”

He gave another little grunt.

She wondered if she’d annoyed him or if he was laughing at her. She knew her endless curiosity got on some men’s nerves. Guessing he either didn’t have an answer or was through talking, she didn’t repeat the question. She hoped the latter was true, because the night pressing closer around them reminded her of how much time had passed since he’d kissed her.

Beneath them, the water lapped gently, the rhythm lazy and sensual. Crickets and frogs performed their nightly chorus. Moonlight from a nearly full moon lent the water and the bleached wood of the pier an aura of unreality, as though she and Mason were curtained off and alone in the world.

Mason sat with one leg stretched flat, an arm wrapped around the bent knee of his other leg as he studied her.

She cupped the bowl of her wineglass in one hand, and then raised her gaze. “You shouldn’t stare.”

“Am I?”

“Yes. And your eyelids are doing that thing.”

A slight smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “What thing am I doin’?”

“That lazy-lidded thing. Don’t know if you know it, but when your eyelids dip, you’re thinking about sex.”

His eyebrows rose. “You know my expressions so well?”

“Yours, I do. I’m observant. My ability annoys the crap out of most people I’ve dated, because I tend to blurt what I think. And when I read them…” She shrugged.

“You said people, rather than men.”

She cleared her throat. “I’ve dated a girl or two.” She waited, holding her breath to see if that little tidbit would make a difference to him.

His eyelids slid lower. The arm cupping his knee released, and he scooted closer.

A shiver ran through her. “You don’t mind?”

“Why should I?” He took her glass and placed it to the side.

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