Hearts Under Fire (Operation: Hot Spot Book 1) by McCallan Trish

Author:McCallan, Trish [McCallan, Trish]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Trish McCallan Inc
Published: 2015-02-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Scowling, Demi dug her shoulders into the back rest of her arm chair and glared at the long, broad, frustratingly masculine frame sprawled across her sofa. She’d lost track of how many nights she’d been plagued with steamy, erotic dreams featuring the man sound asleep on her couch. In none of those dreams had Aiden downed a handful of aspirin, slapped icepacks over his face and passed out after a kiss.

If you could even call that a kiss.

Sure, lips had touched…for all of a second or two, before he’d flinched and jerked away. But there hadn’t been much pleasure attached to that fleeting caress—on either of their sides. She sighed morosely, her gaze lingering on his face, or at least what she could see of it. Had the swelling gone down? It was hard to tell with the frozen Brussels sprout bags covering his face. It was even harder to fall into passion when your partner flinched, hissed, or bolted away every time you touched him.

She stared at her hard bound, signed copy of The King sitting on the coffee table beside the couch and considered picking it up and giving him a swift smack with it.

There were some men who knew how to treat their ladies right—with multiple orgasms all night, every night. They didn’t come home from a hard night on the streets to moan and flinch every time their lovers touched them. Her lips twitched wryly. Of course, they weren’t exactly men, and according to lore, vampires healed extraordinarily fast. Plus—well, they didn’t actually exist, now did they? Except, possibly, in countless fertile imaginations.

Her frown returned as she stared at the book. The warriors of the Black Dagger Brotherhood were extremely possessive of their women. Admittedly, there was something erotically thrilling about that—in fiction.

In real life, though…

Thoughtful, she turned her attention back to the man sprawled out, dead to the world, in front of her. According to him, the split lip and bruised cheek, not to mention all those bruises along his chest and abdomen, had been delivered during a fight.

A fight over her.

Some women might get a kick out of two good-looking, lethal men fighting over them. She wasn’t one of those women. What was titillating in fiction held much less excitement in real life. In fact, the brawl he’d gotten into was disturbing on multiple levels.

For one thing, he’d actually been injured. Granted, the wounds were minor—hardly life threatening—but right now, at this moment, he was in pain…because of her. That didn’t sit well at all. She didn’t want to be the cause of anyone’s pain.

But there was something else that was even more worrisome, something that left a nagging sense of unease.

Why, exactly, had he gotten into that fight? What had propelled him?

Fighting over someone indicated an emotional attachment to the subject of the brawl. After all, nobody would fight over someone they didn’t care about.

Her brow furrowed as she rolled that around in her mind.

Sure, there were certain situations where a man,

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