"You'll get over it."
Shaking his head, he started toward me.
"Like I'll get over the sumo wrestler you have shadowing me?" I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing.
I hadn't been specific about appearance when I'd asked Clancy to arrange for someone he knew in the Phoenix area to guard Gideon the way Sheila was guarding me.
I'd just asked for a man and provided a relatively small list of things to intercede with.
"Where's Cary going?" "Downstairs to play with the credit I arranged for him."
"We're not leaving right away?" He slowly closed the distance between us.
There was no mistaking the danger inherent in the way he stalked me.
It was visible in the set of his shoulders and the gleam in his eyes.
I might've been more worried if the sinuousness of his stride hadn't been so blatantly sexual.
"You on your period?" I nodded.
"Then I'll just have to come in your mouth."
My brows rose.
"Is that right?" "Oh, yeah."
His mouth curved.
"Don't worry, angel.
I'll take care of you first."
He lunged and caught me up, surging into the bedroom and toppling us onto the bed.
I gasped and his mouth was on mine, the kiss deep and ravenous.
I was swept away by his passion and the beloved feel of his weight pressing me into the mattress.
He smelled so good.
His skin was so warm.
"I missed you," I moaned, wrapping my arms and legs around him.
"Even though you're seriously irritating sometimes."
Gideon growled.
"You're the most exasperating, infuriating woman I've ever met."
"Yeah, well, you pissed me off.
I'm not a possession.
You can't - " "Yes, you are."
He nipped my earlobe with his teeth, causing a sharp sting that made me cry out.