guilty pleasures by laurell k. hamilton

Author:laurell k. hamilton
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: vampyre
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2010-03-01T06:00:00+00:00

There is that moment when you are alone with a man and you both realize it. Alone together, there are always possibilities in that. There is a nearly painful awareness of each other. It can lead to awkwardness, to sex, or to fear, depending on the man and the situation.

Well, we weren’t having sex, you could make book on that. I glanced at Phillip, and he was still turned towards me, lips slightly parted. He’d taken off the sunglasses. His eyes were very brown and very close. What the hell was going on?

We were on the highway and up to speed. I concentrated on the cars around me, on driving, and tried to ignore him. But I could feel the weight of his gaze along my skin. It was almost a warmth.

He began to slide along the seat towards me. I was suddenly very aware of the sound of leather rubbing along the upholstery. A warm, animal sound. His arm slid across my shoulders, his chest leaning into me.

“What do you think you’re doing, Phillip!”

“What’s wrong?” He breathed along my neck. “Isn’t this aggressive enough for you?”

I laughed; I couldn’t help it. He stiffened beside me. “I didn’t mean to insult you, Phillip. I just didn’t picture fishnet and leather for tonight.”

He stayed too close to me, pressing, warm, his voice still strange and rough. “What do you like then?”

I glanced at him, but he was too close. I was suddenly staring into his eyes from two inches away. His nearness ran through me like an electric shock. I turned back to the road. “Get on your side of the car, Phillip.”

“What turns you,” he whispered in my ear, “on?”

I’d had enough. “How old were you the first time Valentine attacked you?”

His whole body jerked, and he scooted away from me. “Damn you!” He sounded like he meant it.

“I’ll make you a deal, Phillip. You don’t have to answer my question, and I won’t answer yours.”

His voice came out choked and breathy. “When did you see Valentine? Is he going to be here tonight? They promised me he wouldn’t be here tonight.” His voice held a thick edge of panic. I had never heard such instant terror.

I didn’t want to see Phillip afraid. I might start feeling sorry for him, and I couldn’t afford that. Anita Blake, hard as nails, sure of herself, unaffected by crying men. Riiight. “I did not talk to Valentine about you, Phillip, I swear.”

“Then how…” He stopped, and I glanced at him. He’d slid the sunglasses back in place. His face looked very tight and still behind his dark glasses. Fragile. Sort of ruined the image.

I couldn’t stand it. “How did I find out what he did to you?”

He nodded.

“I paid money to find out about your background. It came up. I needed to know if I could trust you.”

“Can you?”

“I don’t know yet,” I said.

He took several deep breaths. The first two trembled, but each breath was a little more solid, until finally he had it under control, for now.

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