Nightrise by Nell Stark

Author:Nell Stark [Stark, Nell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ! Yes
ISBN: 9781602822382
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2011-07-30T05:00:00+00:00

nightrise

Maybe he had thought that if he just gave me space, I’d settle in and assume some vaguely domestic role in his life.

Tipping my head back, I let the water pound over my face and trickle between my lips. My throat burned for a hotter and more viscous liquid. Once I’d gotten the information from Sebastian, I would seek out some willing human. Giselle’s image flashed before my mind’s eye—the flawless slope of her neck, the pale perfection of her skin—and I exhaled sharply as my thirst and desire merged.

Galvanized, I stepped out of the shower, dried off cursorily, and returned to the bedroom…only to find Sebastian seated on the bed.

His eyes went wide, then darkened.

I reached for my clothes. “You’re acting like you’ve never seen a naked woman.”

His upper lip curled in a snarl. “I’ve seen plenty, though none of them have ever been my wife.”

I let my slacks fall back to the bed and squared off with him.

We needed to have this out. Now. “And?”

“And?” The pulse in his neck pounded against olive-toned skin.

“And most husbands get to do a hell of a lot more than look, Val.”

My laughter was incredulous. “Oh yes, there’s nothing unconventional about this marriage.”

Sebastian stood. He was tall enough to loom over me—

something most men couldn’t do. “I’ve done nothing but try to make you happy, damn it, and your only response is this antagonism!”

“Happy?” My amusement faded. “I don’t want you to make me happy. Our marriage doesn’t mean a damn thing, except that because of it, I finally have access to my fucking inheritance. This is a marriage of convenience—a business arrangement. Those were your words when you came to me.”

Sebastian’s breaths were shallow and the tendons in his neck stood out sharply against his blue oxford shirt. His wolf was close to the surface, and out of the corner of my eye, I double-checked that my gun was still on the dresser where I’d left it.

“It doesn’t have to be,” he said tightly. “We could have more.”

“More.” Frustration joined the arousal and thirst already churning in my depths, a braided whip that lashed me into action. I

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