Brewing Storm by Chrissy Peebles

Author:Chrissy Peebles
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal, paranormal romance, fantasy adventure, vampires, werewolf, shifters
Publisher: Dark Shadows Publishing
Published: 2018-03-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Something inside me wanted to push Logan away, to tell him to leave me alone because I could no longer stand the back-and-forth from hot to cold. Really, I just wanted to take my dry cereal up to my room, watch a little mindless TV, then go to bed, but something kept me from doing that.

“Don’t cry over spilled milk,” he said in a whisper, dangerously close to my ear.

I turned and looked into his eyes. “I’m not crying,” I said, “and it’s your fault I spilled it.”

He smiled. “Don’t worry. No judgment here.”

“Kissing my neck? Seriously? Your fiancée is in the next room.”

“Yep, but she’s being entertained by another lover at the moment.”

“Ew. Fred and her, on the couch?”

“Of course,” he said, staring deeply into my eyes, as if his bride-to-be making out with someone else was the most natural thing in the world. “We have so much to discuss, so much...unfinished business.”

“You’re right,” I said, nodding down toward the mess on the floor. “The mop and bucket are in the linen closet.”

“Your point?”

“My point is that you’re going to help me clean this mess up.”

“But I didn’t make it.”

“That’s a matter of debate, cause and effect,” I said as I walked to the closet and reached for the mop. “I guess you could say the devil made me do it.”

“So I’m the devil now?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Fine. I’ll do it,” he said, snatching the mop from me.

I smiled and gave him a pat on the head. “Good boy.”

“Enough with the dog jokes,” he said. “Next, you’ll be telling me to sit.”

“Or play dead.”

He smirked. “I’d rather you tell me to roll over.”

I laughed. “Anyway, what are the plans for tomorrow? I know we’re leaving early in the morning, then—”

Before I could utter another word, his lips crashed into mine, nearly knocking the breath out of me, and the mop clattered to the floor. It was completely unexpected and caught me off guard, but I clearly wasn’t fooling either of us. He knew, as well as I did, that I lived for those kisses, for the magical feel of his mouth devouring mine.

He wrapped his arms around me while kicking the mop bucket away, then effortlessly lifted me up to sit on the island countertop. The kiss deepened when he gently used my chin to tilt my head to the side, and I thought my heart would pound right out of my chest. Logan gave me everything, spilled his heart out to me as much as I spilled that milk all over the floor, and I felt every single ounce of emotion he poured into that kiss.

In the next moment, I didn’t think about milk or mops or island missions. My mind swirled with only one thought, Logan, and the world around me blurred, as if time itself stopped. It felt true, sincere, and more right than anything I’d ever felt before. I wasn’t one for romantic cheesiness, but it truly was an epic kiss, the kind that had book or movie characters claiming they saw fireworks.

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