Running a hand over his chin, he popped his lips.“I don’t know, but I know who could have playedyou.”
“Really,” she whispered, low and soft.“Who?”
“Audrey Hepburn.It isn’t so much your looks, though you do have her long neck, but it’s the way you dress, your quirky personality.”
She looked down at her clothes, plucking at the flannel shirt she wore.“The way I dress?Have you seen me lately?I look like Lumberjack Larry.”
Harvey leaned in even closer, fascinated by her soft, full lips, drawn to their movement.“I kinda like what you’re wearing, and if Audrey Hepburn had to wear flannel shirts and work boots because she was the new protector of the world, I’m pretty sure she’d wear what you have on.”
Dom’s smile was soft, so alluring when she said with a breathy sigh, “Gosh, I love Audrey Hepburn.My mother did, too.In my mind, she was everything feminine and soft, but feisty and smart.When everyone else wanted to emulate Gwen Stefani or Britney Spears, I wanted to be Audrey inBreakfast at Tiffany’s.How weird that you chose her.”
“Weird?Or perceptive?Anyway, then I guess I’d have to choose George Peppard to play me in a movie about me.”
Dom appeared shocked.“You know the movie?”
Somehow, during their “deep-ish” conversation, their chairs had moved even closer together, the scent of her perfume, warm and fruity, lingering in his nose.“I’m familiar with a lot of movies.You forget how old I am.”
She cocked her head, her luscious mouth but inches from his.“How old are you, anyway?”
“A lot older than you.”But he didn’t want to think about their ages.He wanted to kiss her.Soundly, softly, all over…
Cupping her jaw, Harvey leaned in until their lips touched—and it was as explosive as it had been when she’d planted one on him a couple of days ago.
Dom sank into him with a small sigh, her mouth parting to accept his tongue—just as he felt an intrusive knuckle drive into his shoulder.
“Excuse me, Thor’s weird offspring, but could you two put your bangxiety away for a minute?Some shit’s going down that needs your attention.”
They both pulled away from each other, Dom’s eyes reflecting his own guilt.Harvey looked up at Nina.“What’s going on?”
“Some dude named Heimdall gave MC a little ring-a-ling.You’d better get the fuck inside and find out what’s going on, because it didn’t sound good.”
He jumped to his feet, his pulse racing.Heimdall hadn’t called upon anyone in a long time, least of all him.Shit, shit, shit.
“Who’s Heimdall?”Dom asked, as she, too, rose, handing a sleepy Dude over to Nina, who tucked him into her shoulder.
Nina smiled.“If he’s the same guy from the Marvel movies, he can see and hear everything in the universe, or some such all-knowing, all-seeing shit.”
Dom’s eyes flew to Harvey, panic in her voice.“But I thought you said your world wasn’t like the Marvel movies?”
Running a hand over his stubbled jaw, Harvey gave a curt nod.“I said it has similarities, and Heimdall is one of them.”
“And if we’re fucking lucky, he won’t just have the same paranormal abilities, he’ll look like him, too,” Nina joked.
Dom looked at her.“Who plays Heimdall in the movies?”
Nina snickered.“Idris Elba.”
She gave Nina a saucy grin.“Then I guess we’d better go see what Heimdall wants, huh?”
The two women scampered off to the castle, but Harvey wasn’t as anxious to get inside.Whatever Heimdall had contacted MC about, it couldn’t be good.
Shit, shit, shit.
ChapterTen
“This is Asgard?This?”Dom didn’t even know where to begin to describe this magical place MC had teleported them to.
“It is,” Harvey said, pride clear in his voice.
