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“And you can?” she asked him.
He moved forward. A step at a time, slow, a confident swagger that had her forcing herself to calm her breathing.
He would be able to keep her warm on the coldest winter night, she thought. He was large enough, tall enough to curl right around her and hold the cold at bay.
“You stomped out today and forgot your duties,” she reminded him, hearing the nervousness in her voice. “Am I supposed to reward you now?”
His eyes gleamed. “I was never far from your side. You just didn’t see me. You can reward me for that if you feel a need to.”
He stopped in front of her, staring down at her with all those hungry shadows in his eyes. She could feel the need growing between them, building. Fighting it didn’t seem to help much, because she wanted to give in so desperately.
“What are you doing here, Mercury?” she sighed, lifting her hands to place them against the black material of his mission shirt. The heavy, conforming fabric was warm from the heat of his body, and he really needed to take it off, she thought irrationally.
“You tried to protect me today,” he said softly. “I don’t think anyone has ever thought to try to lie for me.”
His voice was musing, as though he were trying to figure out why she had done it.
“It wasn’t as much a lie as it seemed,” she said to excuse herself. “I was damned glad to see that camera go.”
“I’m glad I could accommodate you then.” His lips quirked, that hint of amusement clenching her thighs.
“Break security cameras often then?” Her voice had a tremor in it that wasn’t hard to read.
His smile deepened; his exotically lined and tilted eyes took on a sensual, drowsy cast. “Not often,” he admitted.
“Would a person have cause to lie for you often?” She lied for Dane all the time.
“I’m fairly honest.” His voice lowered further. “And as much as those damned ugly skirts of yours turn me on, I don’t need to hide behind them.”
“My skirts aren’t ugly.” They were detestable.
“This is much better.” He reached up and fingered the shoulder of her silky robe. “You look like a princess dressed in that. All that pretty hair flowing down your back. I should be shot for the things I think about doing to you.”
She licked her lips and breathed in roughly.
“Like what?” She almost winced at the question.
It had been a hell of a day, she rationalized. The stress of stealing information from Sanctuary, the risk of knowing she might be caught at any time, and now this. The knowledge that she hadn’t worked fast enough and she was getting entangled in her own emotions.
No. No emotions, she warned herself.
“Like taking the sadness out of your eyes, maybe?” He lowered his head, his lips pressing against her temple. “What goes through that pretty head when your eyes darken like that?”
No emotions. No entanglements.
She was fooling herself. He had charmed her from the first moment she met him, and look at her now. She was melting against him like butter.
“How foolish you were to sneak through the window when the doors work perfectly fine,” she told him breathlessly. “Are all Breed males so complicated?”
“Hmm.” His fingers threaded into the side of her hair, his hand cupping her head, holding her in place. “I just want a nice good-night kiss and then I’ll leave.”
“You don’t have to leave.”
He paused, his lips almost touching hers.
“The spare room,” she rushed to say, feeling her heart racing against her chest, need clawing through her.
His lips quirked. “Just a nice good-night kiss,” he repeated. “Very harmless. I promise.”
