The Royal Elite: Mattias by Bourdon Danielle

Author:Bourdon, Danielle [Bourdon, Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Spy, Contemporary Romance, Murder, Love, Romantic Suspense, Romance, Royal, Intrigue, Excitement, Passion, Adventure, Action, Suspense, Prince, Espionage
Publisher: Wildbloom Press
Published: 2013-11-17T00:00:00+00:00

Alannah didn't know why she continued to bait the Prince. Aware that her stinging retorts annoyed him, she wasn't able to prevent a few from popping out at inopportune times. In all honesty, she knew she was sometimes difficult to work with and be around. Driven by her hobbies and passions, she often had little patience for those too slow to keep up with her processes and ideas. Mattias was not slow by far, yet she still managed to drive little wedges between them. A quip here, a quip there.

The reality was that she would have preferred to sink into his embrace and feel the strength of his arms around her. To have his breath brush her cheek, to breathe in his pleasant scent. That she still wanted that after being denied answers to her questions surprised her. Or did it? She hadn't imagined the pull between them on the giant chessboard, and later, in front of her suite. Just because he wouldn't spell everything out didn't change her attraction to him.

And she was attracted. To a distracting degree. Even now, where he leaned against the window frame, looking out over the dark streets, she was drawn to his easy masculinity and something else she couldn't define. Something dangerous.

He'd flipped the sleeves up on the white button down, the black straps of the holster cutting around his shoulders and across his back. She should be trying to sleep. Instead, she let her gaze follow the line of his body to his hips, and from there to his thighs. Although muscular, Mattias was more honed than bulky. Sleekly defined, she could just make out the flex of muscle beneath the lay of the material. When he turned from the window, she forgot to close her eyes. He approached the rickety bed with slow, almost considering strides. Like a panther, she thought, in total control of himself.

Bearing his weight on a knee, he leaned onto the mattress, hovering above and to the side. Alannah knew it was useless to pretend to sleep now, not after he'd probably seen her watching him. His features were lost in shadow for the moment, obscuring his expression. Holding her breath, she waited to see what he would do. Or say. Maybe he meant to confide in her now.

Instead, his fingers touched her hair above the brow, trickling through as if he was afraid he might wake her. She had the sense that he was staring down, thoughtful and considering. Pensive.

His fingers made another pass, almost too light to feel.

Shifting just so, the weak glow from the window washed across his face. And her own. Then they were eye to eye, and there was no hiding that they watched each other. He still looked contemplative, sober. Serious. But he said nothing.

Alannah wanted to lift her hand and skim a touch along his forearm, feel the flexing muscle under his skin. She didn't. Wary of breaking the peace of the moment, she remained quiet. After another full minute, he leaned down.

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