Enslaved by Sydney Somers

Author:Sydney Somers [Somers, Sydney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-11-07T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

He’d done more than get her off the dead-end planet, he’d inadvertently come to her rescue and she’d repaid the favor by screwing him over?

He’d spent the last two days trying to wrap his mind around that and wasn’t any closer to figuring her out. He knew her body as well as his own, every tempting inch, knew the sound of her laugh and that she hated the taste of Solarian ale. He knew she enjoyed having her hair brushed, though she seemed loathe to admit it, and that she could even play a few bars of music on his grandfather’s old harmonica.

He’d stepped out of the shower that morning to hear her attempt the same song he’d played for her the night before. It had been weeks since he’d last dug it out and usually only when he couldn’t sleep. Last night his tossing and turning had nothing to do with his upcoming job and everything to do with the woman hogging the bed.

Leaving her, he’d sat down with the old family heirloom in his hand, but didn’t bring the polished brass to his lips until she sat up and asked him to play her something. The unexpected request had rattled him, as did glancing over his shoulder to find her looking adorably sleepy, her hair wild and mussed, the sheet awkwardly gathered across her chest.

The moment he brought the harmonica to his mouth, conceding to the request, she’d smiled at him and nothing at all felt right in his world. Not when she was his slave—temporarily—and only offered herself completely when she’d run out of options. He wasn’t supposed to look at her and feel anything but lust.

Which was why he’d spent all of today in bed, where there was nothing to do but sleep or find out how many ways they could tangle up the sheets. Between sleeping and sex, he didn’t have to acknowledge that he’d learned more about Kaela in the last seventy-two hours than he had any woman in the last ten years.

“It’s not working.”

He glanced over his shoulder to where she’d stopped behind him, pausing to take in the panoramic view of space from the ship’s observation deck. With the late hour, only a few people lingered near the benches or windows that ran the perimeter of the deck, many passing through on the way back to their quarters after leaving the ship-wide parties tonight.

“You look just as frustrated as you did when you insisted on taking a walk,” she pointed out. “We’ve been up here over an hour.”

Lorcan stopped, mildly irritated she read him so accurately and majorly irritated he found her long, pink wraparound skirt and strapless shirt as enticing as any transparent garments she’d worn.

He dragged his gaze away, focusing on the blur of distant star systems instead.

He felt her watching him. She did that a lot. Sometimes with a deliberately calculated edge to her expression, as though she didn’t want either of them to forget this arrangement was temporary.

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