The Hero by Donna Grant

Author:Donna Grant [Grant, Donna]
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Natalie smiled as Emily talked a million miles a minute. It wasn’t because Emily was nervous. It was mostly due to the fact that she was highly caffeinated, which was normal.

“Missed you at the party this weekend. They’re simply not the same without you.” Emily walked around the tables and stools to the front of the lab. “Brad looked awful. He kept asking if I’d call you for him. I refused, because frankly, honey, you’re better off without him.” Emily then threw a look at Owen and wiggled her brows as she grinned.

She should’ve known Emily would bring up her ex-husband. Emily had never been a fan of Brad’s.

“Now he, on the other hand,” Emily said and pointed to Owen, who stood by the door, “is a different story. He’s a hunk.”

Words wouldn’t budge past her throat. All she could do was nod. Because he was exactly that.

“Is he single?” Emily leaned in close to ask in a whisper.

“I believe so.”

Emily’s gaze narrowed as she stared at her. “There’s history between the two of you.”

“How can you possibly know that?” Now she wondered if it was written all over her face. She thought she was doing a better job of hiding her feelings.

Emily shrugged. “By the way he keeps looking at you, it’s obvious. Now, spill. I want all the juicy details. Because, sweetie, I’m not sure how you could’ve let that go.”

“I didn’t. He left me.” She cringed when it came out louder than she’d expected.

She didn’t bother to look behind her. She could feel Owen’s presence approaching by the way her skin prickled with awareness.

“Yes,” he said in his deep baritone. “It was my fault.”

She thought she was past all the hurt and resentment, but apparently, she’d been wrong. Having Owen with her, kissing her, touching her, was bringing back feelings she wasn’t prepared to deal with.

“Interesting,” Emily said with a wide smile. “Very interesting. Now, let’s get to work, shall we?”

“Please,” she mumbled.

She started to walk away when Owen’s hand grasped her wrist and kept her in place. He leaned in so close she could feel his breath on her neck, which made her heart race with anticipation and delight.

“Look at me, Nat. I won’t bite.” There was a long pause before he said, “Hard.”

She stopped the moan before it passed her lips. Damn him for tempting her in such a fashion. But she kept her back to him.

“Look at me,” he demanded softly.

She could never refuse him when he used that smooth baritone filled with sensuality and the promise of exquisite pleasure.

She gazed into his dark eyes and melted under the flagrant desire she saw there. His hand slowly caressed down to her fingers. Breathing became difficult as her blood pounded in her ears.

She attempted to swallow. No matter how she tried, she couldn’t look away from him. A thick black line encircled his irises, and his pupils were dilated. Their bodies were touching so that every bit of his heat soaked through her clothes and into her skin.

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