Bound By His Blood by Jennifer August

Author:Jennifer August [August, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-09-13T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Sheridan woke slowly. Her head was a fuzzy mess that felt like she’d had a few too many margaritas. Except she hadn’t had one since she’d left Texas. Besides, she never got hangovers. Never got sick. Never even had a cold sore for that matter.

“Good, you’re awake.”

McCallister’s deep voice sounded from her right. She cracked an eyelid and turned her head to stare at him.

He hadn’t changed. Tall, sexy, and still as mysterious as the moment she’d met him. The only difference was now she knew what a fantastic sexual arsenal the man had at his disposal. Not to mention, he knew how to use every erotic weapon in ways she doubted any other person on earth could even imagine.

“Hi.”

She cringed. Hi? Seriously? What, are you, in junior high?

His lips twitched and she opened her other eye before slowly sitting up.

When his gaze dropped and his expression grew dark with hunger, she looked down and found herself naked as a jaybird. She grabbed the sheet and hauled it to her neck.

My neck.

Gingerly, she touched the spot where he’d bitten her. Fed from her. The entire surreal situation was still unbelievable.

“I told you to stay out of my head,” she muttered. “Where are my clothes?”

“In the washer.”

She groaned. “You put leather in the washing machine? Good God, McCallister, who taught you how to do laundry?” She pushed the pillows to the headboard and scooted up against them, careful to keep the sheet at chin level.

“I figured it out on my own. Of course, I had a ton of pink socks and briefs for about a year before I realized I should separate clothes.”

His grin was infectious and she tried to keep herself from responding.

No such luck. He was irresistible.

Sheridan winked. “As I recall, last night you weren’t wearing any underwear.”

His nostrils flared. “Mmm, so I wasn’t.”

McCallister wasn’t the only one getting turned on. Memories of the night before flooded her mind and within seconds, her pussy was equally drenched.

“Oh, damn, don’t do that,” he said. He checked his watch and grimaced. “I have twenty minutes to get to work and it’s a twenty-five minute drive.”

Sheridan’s eyes widened. “Work. Holy shit! What time is it?”

“Eight thirty-five.”

“Damn, damn, damn.” Sheridan looked down at the sheet then back at him. “I was supposed to be at work at eight. Steve’s going to be worried and then, when he finds out I’m okay, he’s going to kill me.”

McCallister’s wavy brown hair rustled as he shook his head. “Nah, you’re good. I called in for you.”

She froze, all thoughts of how silky and sexy his hair was, flown. “Excuse me?”

She did not hear him correctly. She better not have heard him correctly.

“I called and told Steve you weren’t going to be in today.” McCallister grinned. “You have the whole day to just relax. You can catch up on your soaps or whatever.”

She tossed the sheet aside and jumped from the bed, landing in front of him with a loud boob to chest slap.

He grinned and she jabbed him in the chest with a stiff, and hopefully painful, finger.

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