Under Cover Of The Moon (Lunar Mates Book 1) by Loribelle Hunt

Author:Loribelle Hunt [Hunt, Loribelle]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-09-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

She took her time, for once fussing with her appearance. At some point through the night, she’d accepted Darius would be a part of her life. The thought occupied her while she primped, both surprised and bemused at the effort. It worried her as much as it amused her. He was dangerous, a definite threat to her independence, but for the first time in forever she didn’t feel alone. She felt safe and cherished. Her parents had retired to Florida years ago, and it was sort of nice to be taken care of a little. The urge to lean into Darius and let him have his way was irresistible.

Her stomach somersaulted at the revelation. This was not normal for her. This was some crazy hormonal imbalance she had been struck with all of a sudden. She didn’t do relationships. So why was the idea so tempting?

She sighed and rubbed the mark on the back of her shoulder again. All night her fingers had been drawn to it. The mark of his possession, and her traitorous body was all for that. Moving to the closet, she dragged out a clean pair of jeans and opted for a baggy T-shirt. Maybe if she hid her assets, she could strike up a real conversation with him.

Say, on werewolves. She remembered her grandmother’s romantic tales of the creatures and wondered about their reality. Grandma Tinnie’s wolf stories were always “star-crossed lovers live happily ever after” affairs. She grinned, thinking about Darius and sex and how heavily those stories must have been edited. Dinner was on the bar when she came down, and she picked at her food in silence.

“If you aren’t going to eat that, stop mutilating it and give it to me.”

She looked up to see Darius scowling at her while she pushed a piece of steak around on her plate.

“Take it,” she sighed and handed it over. “Guess I’m not that hungry after all.”

“You have to eat,” he said, exasperation plain in his voice. “Here. Try this. I grill a mean steak.”

He popped a small bite in her mouth and she arched her eyebrows. A man feeding her dinner--literally. This was a first.

“Why did you do that?”

He smiled. “You’ve lost weight since I first met you. I like my women with a little meat on their bones.”

Oh really. Anger and jealousy knotted her stomach. “Your women?” she asked. “I’ve got news for you, buddy. There can be only one. I don't share either. Ever.”

His grin could only be described as triumphant, and too late, she sensed the trap closing over her head.

“You’ve decided to keep me around, huh?” He arched an eyebrow. “Just remember that’s a two-way street, sweetheart.”

He fed her another piece of steak and she sat back, confused. Most men would have run from the house screaming at her possessive outburst. He seemed to relish it.

“What’s going on here?” she asked. “I don’t invite strange men into my house and fuck them in my bathroom. Twice.”

She felt her face burning, figured she was an unlovely shade of red.

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