His Curvy Temptation by Christa Wick & C.M. Wick

Author:Christa Wick & C.M. Wick
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Christa Wick

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The main house on Declan's estate was well constructed, with the double doors into the master suite heavy and tightly sealed. Outside noise stayed outside—unless it was shrieking like a hungry hawk and charging down the hall with all the speed of a furious Hollywood publicist in three-inch heels..

Melanie heard Cammie's warning shout too late for her brain to fully wake and her muscles to take action. Declan, mercifully, emerged more quickly from the deep sleep they had fallen into after a long night of sampling one another's flesh. Grabbing the silky comforter that had all but slid to the floor at the foot of the bed, he whipped it up to shield Melanie's naked body half a second before the doors burst inward.

A black-haired, ultra thin, blue-eyed harpy stopped mid-screech to stare at Declan, who hadn't covered himself and seemed to have no interest in doing so beyond a discreetly placed hand that could only screen half the problem.

"Shayna," he said, his voice as cold and distant as Melanie had ever heard it.

Melanie looked from the intruder to Cammie, who had apparently been chasing the woman down the hall when the doors were thrown open. The dancer's mouth hung open, her gaze locked on Declan for a few seconds before they jumped to Melanie. The gaping maw of appreciation snapped into a grin and she gave her friend two enthusiastic thumbs up.

Melanie jutted her head forward, eyes bugging out in a begging directive for Cammie to go. The entire situation was mortifying and, the smaller the audience, the better.

Unfortunately, Cammie didn't understand the look or chose to play dumb. She walked straight up behind Shayna, hands poised to capture the publicist and drag her away—while her eyes kept dancing in Declan's direction, soaking his body in from head to toe.

At last, the publicist peeled her eyes away from her client to lock on the cause of Declan's nude state.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" The words came out deflated. She returned her attention to Declan. "Did she drug you?"

His irritation flipped to anger in a heartbeat.

"Go downstairs, Shayna. Now." He stood up, all modesty forgotten as his gaze cast around for where he'd left his running pants on the floor. "I will deal with your intrusion momentarily."

Either the publicist didn't recognize the quiet rage evident in Declan's tone or she thought she was immune to his wrath. She planted her hands on her hips, her legs taking up a stance that put her feet about eighteen inches apart so her body was braced against removal.

"If this sow didn't drug you, why did you fuck her?"

"Bitch!" Cammie barked and gave the woman a shove that only served to push her further into the room.

Shayna reined in her forward momentum before she fell. As she flapped her birdlike arms to regain her balance, her attention landed on the nightstand, the already wide blue gaze stretching wider and rounder.

Melanie followed the woman's line of sight, her stomach suddenly sick when she realized the dildo was still out.

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