“You can call me whatever makes you happy,” he assured her; he hadn’t considered it possible, but she turned redder. Deciding to take some mercy on her, he told her, “I fight and kill Savages.”
She took another sip of water as she regained control of herself. When she finished, she set her glass down and wiped her mouth. “Is that all you do?”
“No, but it’s my calling.”
She worked up the courage to look at him again. “Do you enjoy it?”
“I do.” Maybe he shouldn’t have been so honest in his response, but he refused to lie to her.
“From what I saw, you’re good at it.”
“I wouldn’t still be alive if I wasn’t.”
Her gaze fell to his mouth when it curved into a sexy half smile. When she met his gaze again, she saw the knowledge in his eyes; he knew the effect he had on women and was having onher.
Arrogant ass. But she couldn’t deny he intrigued her more than anyone else she’d ever met.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” she inquired.
A small burst of laughter escaped him. “No.”
The growing warmth of the cabin and his proximity were starting to get to her; she pushed the blanket down and sat up a little. “Why not?”
When she shifted and her sweater dropped down her arm again, his gaze fell to her chest. Elyse bit back a gasp when his sweatpants did little to conceal the length and thickness of his erection. Disappointment filled her when he shifted so she couldn’t see it anymore, but she couldn’t deny the thrill she got from the effectshealso had onhim.
“I’ve never met the right girl,” he said as his eyes returned to hers.
“In all your years, you’ve never met someone to settle down with for a little bit?”
“No.”
His tone was more clipped than usual, but he’d never been this aroused in his life. When she rubbed her chin before sliding her hand down the valley between her small breasts, he nearly groaned out loud. It was taking all he had not to close the distance between them, take her hand, and wrap it around his dick. She was teasing him now, but he would be the one to tease her until she begged for release.
Elyse knew she was playing with fire as his gaze ravenously followed her hand, but she couldn’t stop herself. She felt in control of her life in a way she hadn’t felt inyearsas she lowered her hand into her lap.
She had to stop herself, or she’d wind up with her legs around him while he feasted on her. As much as she didnotwant another vamp drinking her blood, she couldn’t deny the idea of it being Saxon piqued her curiosity. He said it didn’t hurt if someone was willing, and she was more willing than she would admit.
He ravenously watched her as he waited for more, but she clasped her hands together in her lap and didn’t speak.
“And what about you, Elyse? Is there a boyfriend waiting for you at home?”
He’d vowed never to kill a human, but if someone was waiting for her, he might eliminate the competition.
“No.”
“Why not?” he parroted her question back to her.
A playful smile teased her lips. “Because I’ve yet to meet a man who can keep me satisfied.”
This time, Saxon couldn’t suppress a growl as he heard the challenge in her words. “Maybe that’s because you’ve been playing with boys instead of men.”
“Maybe,” she allowed.
She could definitely say the men she’d been with werenothinglike Saxon. But then, they wouldn’t have killed her if they learned the truth about her like Saxon might.
The idea of Elyse playing with any boys made his blood boil. “And how many boys have there been?” He had no idea why he asked the question; the answer might send him over the edge, but he couldn’t take it back now.
“How many girls have there been?” she retorted, annoyed by the double standard she sensed in his question. “I bet that, given your age, you don’t know the number, do you?”
