“I … I have a taser,” she stammers.
Even if that were true, and it’s not, her sweet voice makes it clear that she wouldn’t use it. She might brandish it and give it a little shake, but she’s not zapping anyone. “Liar.”
“I’m not lying.” She gulps, her bright blue eyes wide. “I have one. You better be scared, buster.”
Buster?My lips twist to keep from laughing. “Well, you must either be a magician or very,verytalented. Either way, I’m riveted.”
“What do you mean?”
I smirk, letting my gaze drag down her delicious body. “Because you’re either going to make it appear out of thin air or pull it out of your?—”
She shrieks again, one hand stretching across her chest and the other darting across her lower half as if she just remembered she’s essentially naked. “Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no.” She bends and scoops up her clothing. Her hands tremble as she grips the fabric and then stands. “This is not happening,” she groans.
Something is most definitely happening. I’m just not sure what it is.
Is she a fight fan with a crush? A lost traveler? Or is she here to rob the place—a burglar with a strange MO?
Those are the only real options.The fight fan situation has happened a few times, and I won’t be mad about it if that’s what I’m dealing with tonight. If she’s a lost traveler, she’s really fucking lost because this cabin is in the middle of Blackbird Ranch. That leaves burglary.
I take another glance at that hot body and hiss a breath.
If she’s a thief, I’m leaving all my doors unlocked from now on.
“Look, if you don’t hurt me and just leave, I won’t tell anyone you were here,” she says, clutching the clothes tightly. Her chest rises and falls with rapid breaths. “You can walk out, and nothing is hurt. You haven’t made any decisions that can’t be undone.”
She swallows as if it’s a task that takes effort.
“Don’t turn this around likeI’mthe aggressor,” I say, teasing her. Might as well have some fun with it. “You’re clearly here to seduce me.”
She gasps, her jaw brushing the floor.“I am not.”
“It’s okay. Consider me seduced. I can’t promise you’ll be able to walk out after, but I won’t tell a soul you were here.” I make the motion, drawing an X over my chest.“Cross my heart.”
A quick gasp sucks past her lips.
The thought of having her straddle my head and sink her pussy against my lips sends a shock straight to my cock. It presses against the plush fabric of the towel hard enough to make me wince. I adjust it, not bothering to hide the fact from her. Her gaze drops to my hands, so I give my dick a shake.
“I’m happy to let you ride it, if you want,” I say, amused by the shock washing across her delicate features.
Her cheeks flush the deepest, sexiest shade of red. She shifts as if she can’t bear to stand still any longer, as if the idea of riding me has her aching.
“Just …oh, my stars,” she whispers. “What is happening here?”
The words are a mix of a whimper and a plea, as if she’s equally as horny as she is confused.Yeah, well, me too.
Before I can respond, my phone, which I left on the bathroom vanity in the en suite, rings. I have half a notion to let it go to voicemail, but with the weather so shitty, there could be an emergency. With the roads like they are, someone could be in a ditch. Or worse.
Fine time to have a conscience, Dempsey.
“Can you just stay right there for a second?” I ask, reaching around the doorframe and retrieving my device from the counter.If she vanishes into thin air, I’m going to be pissed.“Hey. I’m busy. I’ll call you back.”
“Do you ever check your texts?” Gray asks.
“Occasionally.” I lean against the wall as the mystery woman ducks into the closet. “I’m kind of in the middle of something at the moment.”
“I’m sure it’s incredibly important.”
My eyes roll at the sarcasm dripping from his tone. “Actually, it is important. I’m protecting your house from an intruder, thank you very fucking much.”
