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Damn. Just what I need. More rattling of my thin control.
Scotch is frozen in the doorway staring at me… A look of disbelief on his rugged, handsome face.
I have no idea what to cover. But I know one thing. I don’t have enough hands.
A little devil on my shoulder tells me that maybe I should cover nothing at all. “Uh, hi there.”
Scotch steps inside the room. He kicks the door closed with the heel of his boot.
My pulse tears off at a sprint. “I got cleaned up and… I thought I’d put something else on.”
“That looks like having nothing on instead of something.”
I half roll my eyes and pfft. “He’s got a flair for the obvious.” I hold up the string bikini. “This is all that I found. You're going to have to get me some clothing since you cut mine off of me.”
He steps toward me. “Fair enough.” But he doesn’t take his eyes off of me.
I feel that burning look to my bones. Deep in my marrow, where a powerful thirst for life lives. I want nothing more than to feel. Alive. Viciously alive right now.
And that somehow translates into a thirst for this man like I’ve never felt before.
His throat works as he swallows. “The bikini works.”
And I flush warm from the tips of my toes to the top of my ears, and probably as pink as a flamingo.
Slowly, his eyes skim down my body, landing on all the places where my pulse is pounding.
“You’ve seen me naked already.”
Scotch’s voice is thick and deliciously sexy as it vibrates between us. “That was different.”
I’m frozen, locked in his smoldering laser focus.
If I took a step, I know I’d fall.
Probably on my knees, right in front of his ginormous package. Where I’d promptly beg for something I really want, but shouldn’t.
I swear I see his nostrils flare as if he’s scenting me. “Damn if you aren’t beautiful.”
Left stammering, I falter as my ovaries take the helm. If there was any logic left in my brain, it’s been overridden by a surge of pure iridescent hormones. “Thank you. But you don’t have to lie. I saw myself in the mirror. Unless, of course, you have a thing for zombies.”
His laughs would have to be sexy too. “The things that come out of your mouth never cease to surprise me.”
“Like?”
“You propositioned me in the car.”
I can’t believe we’re having this conversation with me standing bare naked in front of him. “I was high. What is that stuff, anyway?”
“A pain reliever. And aphrodisiac for some, according to the medicine man.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. “Well, I guess it worked.” But if I’m honest with myself I was hot for the man from the first minute I saw him that day he treated me in the emergency clinic. Even if he made me furious. My body was humming with lust, even though I instantly loathed him and his bossy, hulking attitude.
“You’re still feeling the effects now?”
“I am. Less, but I’m still…”
Hot. So hot inside. I’m feeling too much. All of it. And the drug isn’t half of it. What I’m feeling started long before the slimy aphrodisiac pain medicine got rubbed on me by the hottest doctor in the world.
