Silence, A New World Series Novella by Stalder Janelle

Author:Stalder, Janelle [Stalder, Janelle]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2016-02-13T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

“That can never happen again.”

They both froze after speaking at the same time, their words echoing each other’s. What the fuck? His anger instantly boiled. What. The. Fuck. Sure, he’d said the exact same thing, and meant it (of course). But to hear her say it made something ugly rear up inside him. He hesitated over the buttons of his pants, looking at her as she pulled his shirt over her naked body since her pants lay in ruins, hiding the sight from him.

The fabric skimmed over her shape, making him remember the feel of her smooth skin beneath his fingers. It fell to mid-thigh, and fuck if she didn’t look damn cute wearing his clothes. Cute? He was crazier than he thought if he was thinking a girl was cute. This woman messed with him, which was exactly why he’d gotten her out of his system. Or had he? Because if he was being honest with himself, he was already ready for round two.

Her wide eyes met his, their blue depths shuttered now, telling him nothing of what she was thinking. Did she regret it? He hoped not. It might have been a onetime thing, but he knew she had wanted it just as badly as he had. Hearing her scream his name had been literally music to his ears. His eyes trailed up to her face, hating how composed she looked again.

He focused on her tight bun, wishing he had torn the strands from the band to see just how long and soft they were. Next time, he thought. No, wait, there wasn’t going to be another time. Hadn’t he just said the same thing?

Bastian cleared his throat, gathering himself. The important thing to do now was to figure out what she was up to. His desire for her had clouded his judgement before, but now that he’d gotten it out of his system, he could refocus. Yeah. Right.

Slowly he rubbed his chin as he regarded her, trying to figure out how best to get her to talk. Torturing her didn’t really sit well with him. While he’d love to have his marks on her pale, smooth skin, he didn’t want them there out of anger but from passion. He’d just have to figure out another angle. First, he needed to send her away to the fighter’s cellblock. Keeping her close to him was no longer an option. Clearly they had something between them, and if they were truly going to stop it, space was crucial.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, fidgeting, giving away how nervous she really was after what they’d just done.

He walked toward her, stopping in front like he had before. This time, however, he ignored the sparks flying between them. “Tell me what you’re doing here,” he said slowly, keeping his face blank.

She did the same, no emotion emanating from her delicate features. “To fight,” she replied simply.

Little liar, he thought. His mouth twitched but he fought back his grin at her open defiance.

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