Forgotten Sea by Virginia Kantra

Author:Virginia Kantra
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-07-13T04:00:00+00:00

12

Every muscle in Iestyn’s body tightened. “What are you doing?”

Dickhead. Like it wasn’t obvious.

Lara propped the pillow behind her and settled against the headboard, the bounce of her breasts momentarily robbing him of breath. “I thought if I slept with you, we could both get some rest.”

Rest. Right.

The T-shirt was damp where he’d had his mouth on her.

He forced his gaze up to meet her eyes.

“You want to sleep with me,” he said. Like he needed her to draw him a diagram when his brain was already playing the movie in glorious 3D color and surround sound.

“Mm.” She tilted her head, gauging his reaction. Despite her casual tone, the pulse beneath her jaw beat like a caged bird. “That’s a euphemism.”

“It’s a mistake,” he said harshly.

She blinked. “Why?”

“Because . . .” His mind blanked as his blood abandoned his head and went south. “I can’t give you what you need.”

She glanced at his lap, still covered by the sheet. Raised her eyebrows. “Apparently you can.”

He strangled a laugh. “I mean . . . I can’t be who you need.”

Her brilliant gray eyes softened. “What if you’re what I want?”

His mouth dried. His pulse pounded.

“Damn it, I’m trying to do the right thing here,” he said.

“The right thing for you? Or for me?”

“For you. I’m probably screwing up—hell, I know I’m screwing up—but cut me some slack. I haven’t had a lot of practice thinking about other people.”

Her lips curved, but she didn’t look happy. “You know, I’m getting pretty tired of other people deciding what’s best for me.”

He sucked in his breath. That’s what she was running away from. Asshole Axton and his angel horde. He didn’t want to be like them, didn’t want control of her life or her choices. He didn’t want the responsibility. But . . .

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.

This time her smile reached her beautiful eyes. “I think you underestimate yourself.”

She reached out, her fingertips tracing the shape of his lips, the sensitive skin at the corner of his eyes. The tenderness of her touch clogged his throat.

“So, do you want to . . . sleep with me?” she asked. “Really sleep.”

The hesitation in her voice nearly did him in. Hell, yes, he wanted to sleep with her. He wanted to peel her out of that T-shirt and get his hands on what was under it. He wanted her on him and him inside her for whatever was left of the night. For however long they were together.

He looked into her eyes, shining with trust, and knew he couldn’t do it. She might say sex wasn’t that big a deal, but women often said that. In his experience, most of them felt differently in the morning.

He wasn’t taking advantage of her. He owed her too much, liked her too much, for that.

“Sleep would be good,” he said.

She nodded and scooted down on her pillow, making the mattress and everything under the T-shirt shift. He closed his eyes briefly. He must be out of his mind.

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