Into His Command by Angel Payne

Author:Angel Payne
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: urn:uuid:159a5ff2-0351-4bd6-9712-d49d78b77294
Publisher: Angel Payne Writes, LLC
Published: 2016-02-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

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When I woke again, I guessed a few hours had passed at most. No gritty eyes or parched throat this time. The air was heavy with the unique hush of night, though a gentle wind blew through nearby trees.

Trees. Wind. But nothing else to clue me in about where we were. Even my surge of alertness was an interesting thing. My brain was more alert, stepping from its earlier fog, jolted in a combination of curiosity and anxiety.

I pushed up on my good arm, peering around through my mussed bangs. I wasn’t home. Not in the Residence Rigale, either. This was just as old a structure, though—only fitted with more modern accessories. It was a stunning room, with double doors made of dark wood set into about twelve feet of flat stone wall. The rest of the architecture was round and also made of stone, instantly evoking the feeling of a castle turret. Custom-built into the far side of the room, in front of a wide leather couch and loveseats, was an entertainment system to drool for. The modern track lighting over that area was dimmed to half power, as were the lights set into the alcoves on either side, illuminating sleek modern sculpture pieces.

And then I gazed around the huge bed beneath me. And over me.

As Alice in Wonderland would say, things were getting curiouser and curiouser.

The bed was such an icon, I wondered if the turret had been built around it. Posts thicker than telephone poles gave support to a canopy of red and gold damask, which pooled behind the padded leather headboard. Both sides of the bed had nightstands that swiveled out, custom-built with mini drink coolers, sound systems, and electronics chargers.

Chargers…

for things like phones.

I bolted up straighter. “Shit.”

The man next to me lurched up too. Somehow, it didn’t stun me at all that Syn grabbed his SIG Sauer, resting in its custom slot in his nightstand, and aimed it at the door. Another no-brainer: the somersault of my belly and the new focus of my stare, as every perfect muscle in his torso twisted together, fully waking my senses inside five seconds.

“Stand down, Your Highness.” I forced calm into it, very aware that the weapon in his hand was deliberately made without a safety. “It’s only me, big guy.”

Took him only another five seconds to re-holster the SIG then twist fully back to me. “What?” he demanded. “What is it? What is wrong? Are you all right?”

“Fine.” Instinctively, I lifted my left hand to cover the death grip he had on my right shoulder. Bad idea. It hurt like hell. The second I grimaced, his stress jumped by a DEFCON level. “Hey. Hey. I really am fine. Just kind of stupid.” Big grin, and not even a forced one. “Just have to remember not to do that again.”

He exhaled hard. Dropped his hand. Scrubbed it across the stubble fast becoming a beard. He looked a little tired. A lot disheveled. And too damn sexy for my now-rampaging hormones.

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