Santa Wore Leathers by Vonnie Davis

Author:Vonnie Davis [Davis, Vonnie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperImpulse
Published: 2012-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Wolf gathered the box and shipping materials from the shelves and carried them outside to the dumpster at the corner of their street. He took Einstein along for his walk. When he got back, Becca was upstairs and the shower was running.

If he knew her better, he’d join her. His gaze swept up the steps. She’d never forgive him if he pushed things between them. Better to keep to their original plan. He’d pick out a DVD while she got out of her blood-splattered sweatshirt and showered.

“Come on, Einstein. Help me pick out a good movie.” He crouched in front of her entertainment unit and perused her DVD titles. “Bet all she’s got are chick flicks. Hello…” He pulled a collection from the bottom shelf. “She’s got the Bourne series. It’s been a while since I’ve watched them.”

He had The Bourne Identity queued up when Becca came down the steps. She wore yellow sleep shorts with blue frogs and a matching blue tank top. Her eyes were starting to color with bruising. “How’s your head?” He glanced at his watch. “You could probably take a couple more Tylenol.”

“I took thom already.” She pressed fingertips to her forehead. “Hurth.”

He placed his hands on her shoulders and slid them up and down her bare arms. God, she had soft skin. “You want me to go home so you can call it an early night?” If she sent him home, he’d only worry about her. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet. “How about if we snuggle on the sofa? I’ll rub your back to help you relax.”

She looked at him as if he’d suggested the impossible. “You’d do that?”

“Sure.” He sat and removed his boots before sprawling on the sofa, positioning pillows behind his head so he could watch the movie. “Come here. Lay on top of me.”

“On top of you?” A blush kissed her cheeks and desire punched his gut. For all her grumpiness, she charmed him. Hell, she’d done more than that; she’d burrowed herself into his mind. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. Somewhere along the way a fierce protectiveness had sprouted and grown.

She twisted the hem of her sleep shirt. “I might be too heavy.”

“Nonsense.” He patted his chest and waited. “I guarantee you’ll feel better.” I’ll hurt like hell with you so close and yet untouchable, but I have a need to take care of you. And I’m not even going to try to analyze that.

She pressed her knee into the edge of the sofa and straddled him. He held his arms out and she snuggled against his chest. Once he’d enveloped her, he exhaled a long, shaky breath. While his intentions were honorable, his cock was a sneaky bastard. That appendage was getting ideas, getting ready to rear its ugly head. He chuckled at his own sick joke.

“What?” She leaned her forearms into his chest and stared at him. God he loved the expressiveness of her eyes. Like, right now, curiosity sparked in them.

He shook his head.

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