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Uncertainty swirled around the girl, her gaze swinging between the two of us, no doubt thinking twice about traipsing around town so late by herself.
Didn’t matter that Moonlit Ridge was tucked in the mountains by itself. That the area was secluded and gave off the vibe of being safe.
Bad shit happened everywhere.
No one knew it as well as me.
“He’s all yours, sweetheart,” Trent said, punting me a knowing look before he tossed open the door and strode out.
The door clattered shut behind him.
The second it did, the atmosphere glowed, taking on a hazy aura as I stared across at this girl who stood there staring back, toiling brown eyes doing wild things.
That gaze ran down my body like she was trying to discern every element about me, and I could tell she was reconsidering what the hell she thought she was doing here.
Though there was something that kept her pinned, shifting on her feet, an energy that struck in the space that separated us. It was something that shouldn’t be tangible, but even from across the room, I saw it skitter across her flesh.
Alive and palpable.
Didn’t know what the hell was wrong with me because I liked my women hard and fast and one-hundred-percent without strings, and she was clearly not any one of those things, but my fingers tingled with the urge to peel her out of her clothes to find out exactly how bare that flesh really was.
Hungry and depraved, knowing I would tear right through her.
She watched me like she was both terrified and intrigued.
“You been tattooed before?” I asked, voice low.
The shake of her head was slow. “No.”
My back teeth ground. Just like I thought. Virgin skin.
“And you want to change that tonight?” My voice was grit.
“That’s what I’m here for.”
I peeled the gloves from my hands and tossed them into the trash, pushed from the jamb, and strolled across the lapping wisps of light that played through the lobby.
Those wild eyes got wider the closer I got, her breaths coming short.
When I was within a foot of her, I got smacked in the face by the decadent scent coming off her flesh.
It wasn’t floral or feminine.
It was warm—cinnamon and clove—just like those eyes—and it hit my tongue like the first sip of an old fashioned.
I forced myself to keep the foot between us. “What happens in here, you can’t take back. You sure you want to stay?”
Something intense filled her caramel gaze, and her response nearly knocked me on my ass. “Every choice we make is one we can’t take back.”
“Which is why we should consider them carefully.” I wasn’t sure which of us I was warning.
Her nod was short. “I know…and this is one I need.”
“Alright then, gorgeous, it will be my pleasure to give it to you.”
Then I reached over to the door and turned the lock.
TWO
