The Vigilant: A Reverse Harem Dark Cop Romance by Anna Belle

Author:Anna Belle [Belle, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-16T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 17: Myla

If the movie would just damn well start…

Red had gotten us some popcorn, and buttery bites punctuated our conversation, but still. Every time, talk seemed to circle back to the same thing… how we were going to end up together.

Red never outright said it, oh no, but he didn’t have to.

It was in his flashed brows at a word, his all-knowing smirk.

More annoyingly, coming from him it wasn’t even perverted or pushy. It was just… focused. Tempting. Like he knew better than I did what was best.

Yes, Red wanted what he wanted. And right now, that was me.

Goosebumps prickled up my arms at his stare. It was the stare of someone enjoying a work of art, a creation of beauty. I’d never been looked at with such enrapt fire.

“Stop it,” I said suddenly.

“What?”

“Just the way you look at me….” I trailed off. “It’s like you don’t care how uncomfortable it makes me. You just do it because you want to.”

He considered this for a minute. “And?”

Exasperated laughter burst out of me. Coming from anyone else, the question would’ve been downright insulting. But Red looked genuinely perplexed.

“Don’t you care a little about what I want?” I asked.

He swallowed, his hazel eyes appraising me. “Ever consider we both might want the same thing?”

Here we go again.

His hand clasped mine and defiant heat rushed up my fingertips. Part of me wanted to get away. The other part wanted him to get it over with. To kiss me and do it if he was going to.

I exhaled long and low.

“It’s not all about me,” Red argued. He gave the red and white striped popcorn bag a derisive shake. “Think nonexistent butter is my flavor of choice?”

“I can always take it off your hands.” I wrapped my arms around it, grateful for some kind of covering, something to put between me and Red and the want that was boiling fit to burst in me.

He reached a hand to scoop it back, his hand brushing against my breast. Accidentally on purpose? Did I care?

He paused. I paused.

Our gazes locked.

This. Was. It.

The last of my self-control snapped in those hazel shards and what they demanded.

He kissed me. I kissed him back.

Hard and fast and rough, all our pent-up want compressed into a single slammed smear of lips.

Yes.

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