Threads Of Desire (Creative Hearts Book 3) by Jackson K.M

Author:Jackson, K.M. [Jackson, K.M.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: River Hills Press
Published: 2014-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Gabby was dumbstruck.

Nick had picked her up and carried her, her, to her bed. No man had ever picked her up and just carried her as if she were some light as a feather little stick figure. And then to top it off, he was all flustered! As if she was the type to make one fluster. But there were no two ways around it: Nick Ross was flustered.

She crossed her arms over her chest, the towel shifting and giving her a reminder that she needed to do something about her current state of undress. But a smile quirked at the corners of her mouth as her brow rose with devilish intent.

Was it the towel that was the turn on for him? Maybe that was the thing that got him all hot and bothered. Hell, he hadn’t been that moved when he saw her completely nude, popping out of the bath. Did Nick have some damsel-in-distress fetish? That hard prick nudging her ass on the way down the hall told her that he did.

She had to find out for sure. After all these years of flapping over the unflappable Nick Ross, it was nice to see him a little off kilter. Not that she wanted to go poking the beast and all—although from the feel of things, poking at his beast could be all sorts of fun. Her grin went wider as she fanned herself. This was quickly turning into an opportunity that was just too sweet to pass up. It wasn’t every day that a girl like her got picked up and carried down the hall and to her bed. Gabby bit at her lip as an uneasiness threated to settle in her belly. She’d just told herself she wanted to try a new lane, but messing around and shifting too fast with a proven danger like Nick could end up with her crashing and burning.

Gabby jumped and straightened when she heard him coming back down the hall.

But Nick was looking more like his no-nonsense self. She was slightly put out to see that he’d changed and was back in his basketball shorts. He even had on his sneakers and a tee shirt, and seemed not flustered at all anymore. Damn. Maybe she was completely off with her theory. “Here’s a candle from the living room and baggie with some ice.”

“Oh, sorry. I’ve got a candle right here,” she said, nodding toward the lavender-scented candle by her bed. In her brain scatter she had forgotten about it. For a moment Nick’s eyes went from the candle by her bed back to the lit one he was holding in his hand. Then his eyes raked over her body leaving behind the physical sensation of touch. She clutched at her towel and looked up at him. “Why are you dressed?” Damn, was that her voice all squeaky and weak like that? She coughed. “I mean, it looks like you’re going out.”

He took two long strides, coming closer, leaned over her, and lit the candle.

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