There was something like awe in his expression as he looked at her, but she was sure that couldn’t be true. Nothing about her was awe-inspiring.
“Don’t do that,” he rebuked, and again she wondered if he was capable of reading her mind.
How else could he know what direction her thoughts had just gone?
“You have an expressive face,” he explained. “But you have to know,to truly grasp, what you’ve survived is incredible. Something I don’t think I could have done. Something I don’t think any one of my teammates could have either. We survived because we were a team, but you survived because you're strong. Stronger than any one of us.”
“That’s not, I'm not, it wasn't like?—”
“Not good at accepting compliments I see.” There was clear amusement in his voice, and it helped her to relax a little.
“Not used to them,” she corrected.
“Won't be the same going forward,” he said, with such utter confidence that she couldn’t even come up with a comeback of any sort. Even though her gut wanted to refute his words, argue with him that nothing ever changed, and her life going forward would be as bad as it had been in her past.
“If you say so,” she told him, shifting as she intended to sit up, figure out what the plan was for today, because she felt good enough that she could probably hike for a few hours, but as she moved, her knee brushed against something she hadn't been expecting.
Voodoo had an erection.
A huge one from the minuscule contact she’d made as she touched it, and then immediately jerked backward.
“I'd never force you, Indigo,” Voodoo said, and her surprised gaze snapped to his.
“I know that,” she assured him. Of that she was absolutely certain. He wasn't anything like the guard who had found her the day before and shoved his penis into her mouth. Besides, if Voodoo tried to do that, he’d get the same treatment the other man had.
“Do you? I don’t know what happened to you while you were there.” There was a clear question in his words, even if he didn't outright ask it, and she got why. He and his team were all men, she was a woman, and he didn't know if they’d been treated differently.
“No one there touched me like that,” she assured him, and because she didn't want things to be awkward between them, she added. “And I know this is just a physiological reaction, it doesn’t mean anything, some guys just wake up with one in the?—”
A growl cut her off, and the next thing she knew, she’d been flipped onto her back, with one of Voodoo’s large hands cradlingher head so she didn't bang it on the stone floor of the cave. His large body—his largenakedbody—was pressed against hers, and she felt the heavy weight of his erection pressed between her legs.
For some reason, there was no fear.
No anger.
Nothing but lust.
Oh no. When had she developed a crush on the man who had saved her life?
“If you think this is for any other reason than I just had a gorgeous woman sleeping in my arms, then you're crazy.”
Indigo gasped at the sincerity in his tone.
Voodoo thought she was gorgeous?
There was no way that was true.
“Still don’t believe me, huh?” Voodoo was above her, his weight balanced on his hands, his face just inches from hers. Then he lowered it down, until there were only millimeters separating them.
The heat of his breath tickled her lips, and she found she wanted him to kiss her.
Which was crazy. After both her exes had turned out to be abusive psychopaths, she’d sworn off men. It was infinitely better to be lonely than hurt.
“This is all you, honey.” Rolling his hips, he nudged her with his hard length. “I would never do anything about it without your express permission, but that doesn’t mean I'm not wildly attracted to you. Don’t ever doubt that.” Closing the last of the distance between them, he feathered his lips across hers, and her system went haywire.
Emotions and sensations bombarded her, brief though the contact was, and when Voodoo suddenly straightened, not bothering to cover himself as he started looking for his clothes, it took all her energy not to call him back.
Forming an attachment to anyone was a bad idea, so why did it already feel like a foregone conclusion that she would get attached to this man?
