To Wish Upon a Roman by Ishabelle Torry

Author:Ishabelle Torry [Torry, Ishabelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ishabelle Torry

Lucy was loathe to see the rising sun, having spent the entire night making incredible love to Hadrian yet again. She rolled over, expecting to find the ancient warrior still abed. Stumbling, half asleep, through the small apartment, she found him sitting on the couch, still nude. She realized she’d have to find a way to get him some decent clothing.

Lucy was about to announce herself when she heard him talking. She almost laughed, believing he talked to himself, until she spotted her cellphone pressed against his ear. Horrified, she darted like a cat dodging water and snatched the phone from his hands, slamming it shut. “Hadrian, who were you talking to?”

Hadrian stood, stretching his limbs. “I don’t know,” he shrugged his shoulders. “I think maybe the dark-headed witch who normally accompanies you.”

“Ughh! Kari’s going to kill me for not telling her! What’d you say?”

“Not much really. She asked who I was, and I told her.”

“The truth?”

“Yes. Why wouldn’t I?”

“Ohmigod, Hadrian! You can’t go around telling people who you are. They’ll take you away and lock you up in the insane asylum.”

He frowned. “Why would they do that?”

“Because witches don’t exist anymore. Magic is a myth. This world is not like yours!”

“Dammit, woman,” he snarled. “You’re a damned witch! So how could they not exist? Hmm?”

“I’m not a witch,” she protested hotly. “I have never been a witch. Never once have I cast a freaking spell or wished anyone harm. Nor have I used any make-believe magic to gain something I want! So, no! I am not a fucking witch!”

He arched one dark brow. “Do not use foul language in my presence. It’s unbecoming of a lady.”

Lucy snubbed him. “You want a lady, then perhaps you should leave!”

“Nay.” He rebutted. “You should act like the lady you are.”

She stomped across the room, fists clenched and nostrils flaring, intent on putting him in his place. She tilted her face and directly looked him in the eye as threateningly as possible. “Let me tell you a thing or two about twenty-first century women, Hadrian. We are free-spirited and do what we want. We don’t tolerate the insufferable cruelty men have imposed upon us any longer. We aren’t your servants. We aren’t your whores. We don’t need you to protect us, and...”

Hadrian’s mouth clamped down on hers. His tongue thrust violently, forcefully, punishably. “I told you to watch your language, witch,” he rasped between kisses.

Lucy tried to push him away, but soon found herself returning his conquering kisses with equal force. This consistently naked warrior was driving her insane. One minute, he was demanding, controlling, and completely self-absorbed. And the next, his hands touched her, and she couldn’t think about anything but him. He consumed her body and mind with his loud and obnoxious...pounding?

It took Lucy a moment to comprehend someone was banging on the front door, and they weren’t going away.

“Hadrian, please...the door.” She managed to speak.

“So?”

He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her so she could straddle her legs around his back.

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