Toxic Game (Ghostwalker Novel Book 15) by Feehan Christine

Author:Feehan, Christine [Feehan, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9780349423159
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group
Published: 2019-03-11T16:00:00+00:00

11

Shylah stood at the window, listening to the sound of the water, knowing it was falling on Draden’s naked body. He’d been as close to a perfect gentleman as he could possibly have been. She knew he was attracted and that the chemistry between them was explosive. They both had tried to respect the fact that they were in a bad place and not complicate that with sex.

When he kissed her, she couldn’t think. Her brain just shut off. She hadn’t known it could be like that. In her wildest imagination, she hadn’t considered that the attraction between a man and a woman could be so fierce. They had so many things stacked against them, and now he had some deep, dark secret that Whitney, of all people, knew.

She had to respect the fact that Draden was determined to tell her before he touched her, because he believed whatever that secret was, it would change her mind about him. If he was a traitor, a spy for Whitney, that could change her mind, but she knew that wasn’t it. Draden’s loyalty was 100 percent to his team. The GhostWalkers were his family. She heard that in his voice every time he talked about them. That was impossible to fake.

Rain hit the roof harder, drumming so loudly it nearly drowned out the sound of the shower, or he’d turned it off. She remained staring out the window at the tops of the trees as they swayed back and forth in the wind. Dancing. It was beautiful. A little primitive. The air was hot and humid. Sultry. Her body seemed to have caught some of the intensity of the storm. She felt a little wild and out of sorts. Edgy. On the verge of something big.

She felt different when she was with Draden. She’d learned to live in the present a long time ago, to enjoy every moment she had. Time was a luxury, something she knew she could run out of very quickly, so she made sure each minute counted for something. She allowed herself to experience every emotion. When she was happy, she wanted to recognize that. When she was sad, she let herself be sorrowful. Now, she didn’t know what she was. It was impossible to recognize the feelings both emotionally and physically because she’d never had them. But she liked feeling the way she was.

She’d been around men, but no one had ever made her feel the way he did. When he looked at her, she grew hot. Needy. Hungry for him. Each time his fingers brushed her skin, her body reacted, every nerve ending on fire. And when he kissed her, the world fell away and there was only his taste and his heat. The flames pouring into her and down her throat, spreading like a wildfire. He was addicting without even trying.

Shylah loved to look at him. Just look at him. She could do that all day. He was the epitome of male perfection. Rugged, without being too contrived.

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