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Only when she was settled did she glance over at him. He was sitting right where she’d left him, leaning forward with his forearms resting on his splayed knees. The pose was casual. The look in his eyes?
Anything but.
If looks could sear clothes off her body, she’d be totally nude right now. And somehow, she didn’t think she’d be upset about it.
“What?” she asked, striving for a light tone and failing miserably. “You don’t mind sharing, do you?”
She waited for a grumpy comment. And waited.
And waited.
After what felt like an eternity, he stood to his full height and slowly, purposefully, stalked toward her side of the bed. She swallowed hard as he got closer, his eyes never leaving hers. All she could hear was the sound of her own blood roaring through her ears.
OhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGod.
This was it. He was going to kiss her. Or rip the blankets off her. Or tear her clothes off. He looked…feral.
Maybe she’d underestimated his capacity for violence.
He stopped close enough that if she wanted to, she could touch him…and the now-hard cock that was threatening to shove its way out of those gray sweats. Her lungs locked up as he reached down, gently but firmly snagged her wrist and lifted it up to the wrought iron headboard. Of their own volition, her fingers wrapped around one of the slats as she waited for his next move.
Click.
Her eyes flew to her wrist. The sonofabitch had just handcuffed her to the damn headboard! She gave the cuff a tug as the cool metal around her wrist very quickly offset any desire that had been building in her. “What the hell are you doing?”
He rubbed a hand over his jaw. “There’s no way I’m falling asleep with you on the loose.”
“Oh, come on! What could I possibly do while you’re asleep?”
“Steal one of my kidneys and sell it on the black market.”
She scoffed. “The black-market organ trade is way too volatile. I’d never get involved in that mess. Besides, selling someone who looks like you for parts would be a total waste. I could get way more by sex trafficking you.”
His gaze flicked down to her nipples, which were prominently on display in her thin T-shirt and every bit as hard as his cock, which was pointing right at her.
Right. At. Her.
“That answer is why you’re handcuffed to the bed,” he said.
“You don’t trust me at all after everything I’ve done for you?”
“If anything, I trust you even less.”
Fair. Rude, but fair. “Ugh.” She flopped down on the pillows as best she could with her wrist cuffed to the bed. “Where did you even get handcuffs?”
“You’d be surprised what you can find at Discount Hut.”
Touché, she thought as he walked to his side of the bed and crawled under the covers. The bed was so damn big she couldn’t even kick him in his precious kidneys from where she was. He probably knew it, too. Fucker.
“Sweet dreams, Tenley,” he said as he rolled away from her.
“Have the dreams you deserve, Knox,” she snarked.
His chuckle held not a single trace of humor. “I have no doubt they’ll be way better than I’ll ever deserve.”
She frowned. What in the cryptic fuck did that mean?
Not that she could ask. Bastard started snoring two seconds later.
