Pricked by Thorns: A Redeeming Cupid Novel #3 by Jenn Windrow

Author:Jenn Windrow [Windrow, Jenn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: MuseItUp Publishing
Published: 2017-11-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Promises made, promises broken

I basked in the feeling of his lips on mine. My blood cooling without water for the first time since Cupid’s curse started when I was six. I didn’t want him to stop. Never wanting to feel the raging inferno that ran through my veins ever again.

But all good things come to an end eventually, and unless I planned on becoming perma-attached to Theo, this feeling of euphoria would be over soon.

He pulled away. My blood boiled immediately. I tried to suck back my groan, but it escaped.

I wanted to reach out and touch him again, cool the lava beneath my skin, deep in my soul. I was starting to crave his touch like a fiend craved their next fix. Like my body craved the waves.

Well, fuck.

Theo Castas’ magic touch could easily become an addiction.

“You okay?” His eyes met mine. Dark. Questioning. Soul searching.

Shaking off the urge to grab him, hold him, rub myself up and down his body like a feral cat in heat. “Yeah. Just feeling a bit odd.”

“Not the response I was hoping for.” He stepped back, the opposite of what I wanted him to do.

I rushed forward, closing the space between us, needing to touch him. Putting my hand on his arm, my body filled with relief as my blood cooled again, the pain receded. My heart and pulse took off in a hundred-yard sprint. I was losing myself to his touch. “You make me feel something I’ve never felt before.” Great. Let’s scare away the relationship-phobic man.

The air sweetened with the smell of berries, his scar flickered under his shirt. “I knew you’d be bad for me from the start.” He sounded so much like Dream Theo, looked so much like Dream Theo, felt so much like Dream Theo, that I wondered for a moment if I was truly dreaming.

His hand brushed the side of my face. Cupped my chin. Tilted my lips to meet his again. The kiss was soft, promising of many things to come. I leaned in making sure to touch as much of his bare skin as possible. I’d never felt for anyone the way he made me feel. The things I wanted to do to him. With him.

Then I remembered the promise I had made not more than two hours before. And an even bigger promise I had made to myself when my fiancée had died in front of me. To stay away from Theo. No more relationships. No searching for that soul mate to break Cupid’s curse. Let my heart harden. Be happy living my life without love, no more death of another on my soul.

I pulled away, missing his lips, the feel of his skin, and the chill of my blood, the moment I did. “I can’t.” The words left my lips, instantly regretting them.

“Something I said?” He moved to kiss me again, but I help up a hand, not letting him touch me, because if he did, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself again.

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