Shane: A Mafia Love Story: Dark Erotic Romance by R.E. Saxton & Kit Tunstall

Author:R.E. Saxton & Kit Tunstall [Saxton, R.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amourisa Press
Published: 2015-09-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Mia clutched Shane’s arm as they entered the Morrissey Performance Hall, home of City Ballet. The place was crowded with people in their finery, and she was glad she had opted for the sexy red dress with its split high up her left thigh instead of a more demure black dress she’d considered. It had hidden the burn on her shoulder, but would have been bland amid this throng.

Shane had gone with classic black, wearing a perfectly tailored pair of black slacks and jacket, with a cashmere turtleneck underneath. Her fingers itched to touch the soft material. Oh, who was she kidding? She wanted to touch the skin underneath, not the black turtleneck.

It was crazy how much she wanted him. Even now, surrounded by all these people, her panties grew damp and her nipples hardened when she imagined his hands on her. How could she be so addicted to him under the circumstances? Was she really so easy to sway that all it took was some excellent bedroom technique and a few orgasms to gain her compliance?

She had a feeling it was as simple and as complicated as that when it came to Shane. He was an elemental force that drew her, even when he repulsed her. Even when she hated him, she wanted him. And she hadn’t hated him for several days.

How did she feel? Mia didn’t want to examine that, and it was a relief to have her attention diverted by the arrival of a blond man just a bit shorter than Shane. He was maybe five years older, but looked rougher. His face wasn’t as smooth or perfectly balanced as her lover’s. He was interesting rather than classically handsome with his too-full lower lip, crooked nose, and light-blue eyes that rested on her and didn’t seem to miss anything. “You must be Mia.”

She took the hand he extended automatically. His hand was large and calloused, folding over her fingers easily, though she didn’t feel trapped by his light touch. “Yes.” Tilting her head, examining the way the two men stood near each other, their posture suggesting both were at-ease, she guessed, “Cormac?”

He grinned, and it changed his face from rough to compelling. “The very same. I’m sure my reputation precedes me, but don’t listen to him.”

She smiled. “He said you were a good friend who helped him out more than once.”

“Oh, well, in that case, every word he spoke is the truth.” Before Shane could protest, he took her hand from his arm and tucked it under his instead. “Let me escort you to your seat.”

“Oh, but, I don’t know where—”

Shane fell into step behind them. “We share a box, babe.”

“You like the ballet that much?” It didn’t seem like a plausible interest for a rough Irish mobster. Shane’s regular attendance made sense, with his sister being a ballerina in this company, but shouldn’t a guy like Cormac be more at home in a sports bar?

Cormac gave her an enigmatic smile. “I haven’t missed a performance in two years.

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