Immortals After Dark 06 - Dark Desires After Dusk

Cadeon to help me? The comforting presence she’d sensed watching her for so long—could it possibly have been him?
    She remembered him from the day she’d won that award for differential equations student of the year. He’d stammered and flushed, behaving so differently from tonight, when he’d been confident and strong. And cocky . He couldn’t have been more cocky. It was as if he had a separate personality or even a bolder twin.
    Her eyes widened as she recalled him in the truck, touching her…privately. In all the chaos, she remembered that burning hand covering her between her thighs, his rough palm holding her up…his low growl that made her breath hitch.
    When she turned under the water, the spray hit her breasts, and it felt delicious. Tingles of pleasure radiated through her….
    How could she be aroused after what she’d been through tonight? And after what she’d almost been through?
    That man—that fiend—had been about to rape her on a stone altar. They all had. At the memory of all of them leering at her, thinking they would be inside her, she shuddered with disgust, any warmth dissipating.
    Yet they hadn’t hurt her, because she’d protected herself. She’d killed tonight. Viciously.
    And I did it with joy in my heart.
    At that thought, she gave a cry, her eyes flashing open, hands diving down to collect the bottles. The impulse to systematize the random couldn’t be resisted. She bent down, collecting the eleven samples. Not a multiple of three, but it would have to do.
    On the edge of the tub, she set out three groups of three with spaces between them, all labels out, of course. She leaned back and eyed the spaces, adjusting them for equidistance.
    She set the two remaining bottles on the other side of the tub, on their tops. If they were upside down and separated, then they weren’t part of the same set as the others. They wouldn’t have to be included. She’d nullified them.
    She rose, and her eyes immediately began scanning for something else to arrange—
    A hand shot through the water, snatching her arm and yanking her out of the shower. The side of her face collided with a bared, muscular chest.
    Just as she was about to shriek, Cadeon covered her mouth with a callused palm. “They’re coming…” He trailed off, those green eyes dipping to her body as she futilely tried to shield her nudity. Seeming to give himself a shake, he produced a T-shirt.
    “Here. Arms up!”
    “Stop looking at me! I need to dry o—”
    “Holly, put your goddamned arms up!”
    Startled into complying, she did, and he dragged a man’s T-shirt over her wet body. He smoothed the shirt down her, boldly, familiarly.
    “I’m not looking, pet,” he said, but his voice was huskier, and she could feel his eyes on her breasts.
    She dropped her head in mortification, only to find that the button fly on his jeans wasn’t all the way done, as if he’d rushed in here in the middle of getting dressed.
    A line of golden hair trailed from his navel down his flat stomach to where only three buttons were fastened.
    He wasn’t wearing underwear. Stop thinking about that. Stop thinking about it!
    She swallowed, averting her eyes once again. Her gaze landed on the table beside his unmade bed, visible through the bathroom door. Atop it was a book on psychiatry, of all things.

    Cade dragged a still sputtering Holly from the bathroom to the den, then bent down amid all the belongings scattered throughout the room. “Two black SUVs just pulled up outside.”
    He didn’t want to freak her out, but Cade thought some vampires had already broken into the main house.
    “Here, take this bag.” He tossed a prepacked duffel bag to her. Inside were his clothes, his lucky bush hat, cash, and gear.
    “How can you possibly find anything?” She surveyed the chaos as if horrified anew.
    “It’s my system,” he said absently, distracted by her wet T-shirt.
    She followed his gaze, flushing violently, plucking the fabric away from her hardened nipples. But he’d already seen her in the bathroom.
    Gods, how I saw her. Before, Cade hadn’t known she was a true blonde. He hadn’t guessed how pink and tight her little nipples were. And her breasts were much larger than they’d looked in the past, even when he’d seen her in her swimsuit.
    They’d be a perfect handful for him.
    He shook his head, needing to concentrate on getting her the fuck out of here.
    “Cadeon, this isn’t a system. This is the studied absence