Chemistry of Evil: Department 57, Book 10 by Lynne Connolly

Author:Lynne Connolly
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Detective, Weres
Published: 2011-03-16T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Sophie hadn’t realized the true meaning of the phrase “burning eyes.” She did now.

Hardly had she gotten to her feet when she found herself swept up into his arms. Holding her close, Evan moved rapidly across the large living space in the direction of the staircase.

She kept her gaze on his face and saw the hunger there, reflecting the hunger she knew lay deep in her own eyes.

He laid her on the bed, and Sophie had a fleeting thought that it was as well no one had moved it, for he didn’t take his attention from her for a moment. Only then did he follow her down and take her in a deep kiss that robbed her of all reason. He propped himself on his elbows and stared down at her. “You want this? Really? Because, Sophie, if you stay in this bed tonight, you’re never going back to the other one unless it’s with me.”

“Oh yes,” she said.

“This morning you were stressed, and I was desperate. I knew I’d have to give you the choice next time. I couldn’t take it for granted. I’ve wanted you since I first saw you, baby. A fairy covered in dirt, fresh from uncovering secrets hidden for centuries. I wanted to take you into the shower and wash every beautiful inch of you and then take you to bed to keep you warm. Now I know you better, I want a lot more than that.”

She saw the question in his eyes and knew it was reflected in her own. “I want this, Evan.”

He kissed her and caressed her body, long sweeps of his hands from her hips to her underarms and back again, cupping his hands to fill them with the curves of her bottom. She reciprocated, touching his back, feeling his muscles move and flex under her hands. She tugged at his shirt, pulling it free of his pants, and heard his chuckle. “In a hurry, are we?” he teased, lifting himself on one elbow.

She replied with a smile. “You might say that.”

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“Well, we’re here until Cristos tells us otherwise. We might as well make the most of it.” He glanced at her, and she smiled to show him she knew he wasn’t serious. He ran his hand along the buttons of her shirt, undoing them as he went.

She busied herself with his shirt. “Do you always do what Cristos tells you?”

“No.” His voice lowered to a dark purr. “But I don’t buck his authority just for the hell of it. The decision made sense.”

He had undone her shirt. She sat up so he could take it off her. She leaned forward and slipped his shirt down his arms, wanting to touch his chest. It was strong, with well-defined muscle, hot to her touch, and lightly furred. “You feel good.”

His gasp told her he enjoyed her caresses. “So do you.” He opened her shirt and put his hands on her. She responded with shivering recognition. He felt right, his touch a welcome thing.

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