Shadow Storm by Feehan Christine

Author:Feehan, Christine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group
Published: 2021-05-25T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Emmanuelle bandaged Valentino’s wounds, acutely aware of his dark gaze fixed on her the entire time she worked on each of his wounds. She knew what she was doing. It was part of her training. All members of her family were required to know how to stitch up their own flesh, let alone someone else’s.

It was just, Val’s gaze never wavered from her face, not for a second, and she felt it like a physical touch. He’d always been able to do that to her. Her skin reacted with goose bumps, and her stomach did that silly, slow somersault that made her feel like such a fool. No one else had that effect on her. She had such composure, with the exception of when she was with Valentino.

She wished he’d cover up. His body was beautiful. Truly beautiful. All muscle. The scars he had didn’t detract in the least from his beauty. Neither did the tattoos he wore, and she couldn’t say she was all that fond of tattoos. But Val’s, yes. He was so comfortable in his own skin. He always had been, and he’d taught her to be as well. She was grateful to him for that, but with that came the continuous need for physical, sensual contact. Emmanuelle knew they weren’t going to be given much more time to work things out between them.

“Stop looking at me like you’re going to chain me to the bed and start talking, Val. Seriously.” She avoided his gaze by glancing out the window, the one with the view overlooking the lake.

It was impossible to say why she was so uneasy, but she was. Perhaps it was the fact that shadow riders never disclosed what they were to anyone else. If someone else found out about them, it was a death sentence. She’d been so careful to keep her family away from Val for that very reason. Now, Stefano knew Val was aware of all of them. She had no choice but to tell her brother that Valentino Saldi knew the Ferraros could slide into the shadows and that they were assassins, although by now, she was certain Stefano already was aware. There was very little that got by her brother.

“I like that you’re so efficient with wounds. We always employ our own doctor, but having my wife able to handle gunshots and stabbings might just come in handy.”

She lifted her lashes and looked him directly in his dark, beautiful eyes. “I’m also handy with guns and knives, just so you know.”

“I find that incredibly sexy, Ms. Ferraro.”

“I’m sure you do, Mr. Saldi. Where exactly is Dario? Please don’t tell me he’s in my living room.”

“Why would he be in your living room when you have several very comfortable bedrooms?”

“My house should have told on him.” It hadn’t. She hadn’t caught one single vibration. Even her brothers and mother gave off energy that sent alarms radiating through her body. She felt it through the floorboards of the house. The walls. Sometimes the windows.

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