Stripped by Marcia Colette

Author:Marcia Colette [Colette, Marcia]
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 2009-09-16T04:00:00+00:00

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Marcia Colette

“For a wallop?” I let a growl simmer while closing my eyes to let my temper simmer. “Just tell me one thing. Did you rape me? If so you’re better off not untying me.”

Matt lowered his eyes to my front. His finger traced along the oversize tee until he came just below my breast. He stopped. Just when I thought he wouldn’t go any further, he flicked my nipple.

“Why you son of a bitch!” I bent my knees and began kicking him the best I could despite my tied ankles. My tied fists went straight for his face. If this jerk planned to assault me, then I’d put up such a fight that he’d have to burn my body to get rid of the DNA evidence. Matt grabbed my wrists and tackled me onto the mattress. His body covered mine. I continued to kick and scream while he remained calm. There wasn’t an ounce of lust in his eyes, but rather nonchalance. The more I fought, the more I wore myself out. Matt was strong enough to hold me down without breaking a sweat.

“I had to know.” He held my glare. “I’ve been dealing with your alter ego for the past few days.”

I stopped. “Days?”

Matt hauled himself off me. Taking hold of my wrists, he began loosening up the rope. “Sorry about this. But only the real Alexa would want to crack my skull for touching her like that. Your alter ego was another story.”

The last few days. What the hell had happened to me? There were bits and pieces, but something about a fever clouded most of it. “How…? What…?”

He loosened the last tie. When I opened my mouth to speak, he raised his hand. “I’ll tell you everything. But first, let’s get you a fresh change of clothes. You haven’t had a bath for a while. As cute as you are, my sense of smell can only take so much.”

Good Lord. I had really stunk up the place. My clothes smelled like days-old sweat that had undergone periods of “refreshed perspiration” during my mental absence. One more day of this tee and it would take a paring knife to get me out of it. A thick coat of ick covered my teeth. It wouldn’t surprise me if I had a couple of cavities hidden under there. There was no telling what my hair looked like.

“By the way…” Matt helped me up. “You were tossing and turning in your sleep. Something wrong?”

His dark eyes swallowed me under their spell, but it wasn’t enough for me to part my lips. I wanted to tell him about the dream, but I couldn’t. Suppose my “bounty hunting” group possibly wanted him dead? Until I figured out if they were after those particular werewolves or all of Parry’s people, I didn’t want to bring trouble down on Dane and the others. They did a good thing by getting rid of those monsters, so why add extra unnecessary trouble into the mix?

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