His terse responses make me dig deeper. “Why’d you leave the military?”
“It was time.” His brows raise. Is he deflecting?
Only fifteen minutes have passed since I had the sexy dream. The hospital probably won’t open for visiting hours until nine or ten.
I point my table knife at him. “You suck at this, Wulf. Try again.”
A shiver goes down my spine as he covers my hand with his. “There isn’t much to tell. When I finished high school, I had no money for college, so I enlisted in the army. My sarge suggested I join the Rangers. I served my stint, went to college courtesy of the military, and after I graduated, I went to work.”
Nipples hard, I swallow. “No wife, girlfriend?”
Staring at my lips, he leans in closer. “I was married for a year. Divorced. And before you ask, no kids. My job comes first. She couldn’t handle it, and I don’t blame her.”
I nod, understanding what dedication to a career can mean. “My ex said I cared more about RF frequencies than him. He was right.”
He squeezes my hand, sending a jolt to my clit. “Not surprising. From what you’ve told me, he’s an asshole.”
“Yeah, he is. However, I have Abbie because of him, so I’ll never regret marrying him.” As my tongue flicks over my lower lip, he hisses and moves his chair closer.
“Single mom. Can’t be easy.”
“No, but having a child puts everything in perspective. I used to work twenty-four-seven, but now, I take long breaks and turn off the phone to focus on my sweetie pie.”
Eyes glued to my face, he sips coffee. The light dimmer hums, and outside, a siren in the distance wails mournfully. “Do you ever get lonely?”
I think for a moment. “Honestly? I’m too busy.”
“What about sex?” Holy shit, he does not beat around the bush, so to speak.
As a modern woman, I refuse to blush. “I have a battery-operated boyfriend.”
He grins, incisors showing. “I’m sure I could beat Bob in a contest any day.”
Oh shit. This conversation has taken a dangerous curve. He’s a master of flirtation, while I am barely a novice.
“I like sex,” I blurt out like a complete idiot.
“Woof.” Bear’s tail thumps on the floor, somehow sensing my embarrassment.
The black centers of the Big Bad Wolf’s eyes widen until the blue disappears. “Funny enough, I enjoy it, too. We have a few hours before dawn, why not?”
Honestly, I have so many good reasons to say no. First off, I have no project plan. Secondly, I have not identified all the risks. We haven’t even stated our goals yet. Next, I recall how Farid claimed I was his worst lay ever, and I'd never find anyone desperate enough to have sex with me again.
“Let’s do this.”
Chapter 12
Even the lone wolf has a thirst for love for the full moon.~Vishwajeet Kashyap
Axel
What the what?After agreeing to separate rooms last night, I was ninety-nine-point-nine percent certain she’d reject my offer. Raring to go, my eager cock jumps to attention, but I need to slow the fuck down. Before my brain turns off completely, I force the neurons to fire. Do I have a condom in my wallet? It’s been so long I can’t be sure.
As I tug the gorgeous woman into my arms, my heart beats so fast that pieces of the thick armor around it break free. Damn, I don’t know how I let it happen.
Is it possible I’m falling for her?
Cupping her silky cheeks, I press my mouth to her parted lips. Our kiss grows fierce and more demanding. Addicted, I groan as she slides her fingers under my hairline and hits an erotic zone on my neck. My teeth nip her chin as I back her into my kitchen table. With her trapped, I press my hard want against her lower abs.
