Lover Uncloaked (Stealth Guardians #1) - By Unknown Page 0,51
for her. “It’s okay. He’s a friend.”
When he switched on the light a second later, he saw that she avoided looking at him and pulled the covers up to her neck. He didn’t need to be a genius to figure out that she was embarrassed.
“Are you letting me in or not?” Manus’s voice came again.
He jumped from the bed and opened the door. His second instantly ran his eyes over Aiden’s half-nude body, resting them on the noticeable bulge in his boxer briefs. A raised eyebrow and a smirk around Manus’s lips confirmed that the state of Aiden’s cock hadn’t escaped his notice.
“Well, hope I’m not interrupting anything.” He grinned and stepped past him to enter the bedroom.
Aiden shut the door behind him, deciding not to answer Manus’s question. He noticed his second peruse the bed with Leila in it for longer than necessary.
“So, it looks like you’ve finally decided to cloak your charge by touching her and give your mind a rest.”
“Manus, you—”
“What did he say?” Leila, sitting upright in the bed now, the covers pressed to her chest, glared at him.
Oh, shit! Manus and his big blabbermouth!
EIGHTEEN
Leila stared at Aiden’s guilty face, then moved her gaze back to the handsome stranger, who’d interrupted them.
Manus returned her look with a sheepish grin, then glanced at Aiden who snatched his pants from a chair and hastily pulled them over his thighs.
“Nothing,” Manus answered.
She noticed the two men exchange a look. “You said something about Aiden cloaking me with his touch. What’s wrong with it?”
“Nothing wrong with that,” he murmured.
“But?” she asked, lending her voice a sharper edge to make it clear that she wouldn’t accept any bullshit.
Manus pretended interest in his shoes, avoiding her question.
“I asked you: what did you mean by that?”
Lifting his head, he gave Aiden an apologetic glance. “There’s no need to touch.”
“What?”
“He . . . he could have cloaked you with his mind, but at night it’s advisable to—”
“You jerk! You lied to me!” she yelled at Aiden, who stood there, guilt written all over his face. That bastard had deceived her in order to get into her pants!
“Great, Manus, that’s just great,” Aiden said in dry tones, giving his friend a sideways glance.
“Sorry, man. I didn’t mean to . . . I thought she knew.”
“Well, I do now!” she spat.
Aiden met her glare. “I was going to tell you, but you didn’t give me a chance. I wanted to explain, but then you . . . ”
“I what? Oh my God, are you suggesting . . . ”
She couldn’t finish her sentence, because he was right: she had asked him to touch her. She’ been the one who’d invited him. Oh God, she’d turned into a slut!
Heat suffused her cheeks. But she needed to defend herself, she couldn’t let this accusation hang in the air. “You didn’t . . . ”
“Stop? No, I didn’t. How could I?” he cut her off, a strange glint of regret in his eyes.
She could see it in his eyes now, he’d wanted it, wanted her. And she had wanted him, and he knew it. Embarrassment choked off her ability to speak. She’d almost had sex with a stranger she’d known only a few hours. What was happening to her? What had her made react like that?
God, they’d even engaged in sex talk, something she’d never done before. Remembering this now made her want to sink into a hole in the ground. Unfortunately no pre-dug ditch was appearing when she needed it.
“Shall I give you guys a minute?” Manus interrupted her thought process, obviously uncomfortable being in the middle of their exchange.
“No, don’t bother!”
Leila jumped out of the bed and marched toward the door, wanting to get out of there, unable to face Aiden and his friend now.
“You’re not going anywhere,” Aiden ordered and grabbed her arm.
“You can’t stop me!” She clenched her jaw together, turning her face away from him.
“You’re not leaving this house.”
“But I’m leaving this room, and you can’t stop me from doing that.”
“There’s a kitchen down the hall,” Manus suggested. “I’m sure Coralee has got some coffee brewing there.”
She ripped her arm from his grip and stormed out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind her for good measure.
She heard the door open again a moment later, but continued walking.
“Coralee knows not to let you leave the house,” Aiden called after her.
Leila ignored him and followed the corridor, trying to find the kitchen Manus had mentioned. She could do with a cup of coffee right about