High Stakes Gamble

Chapter Thirty-One

Gently, Kai lifted her and went to stand. Damned if his Sir Galahad act would work since he had no muscle power left. His shoulder and chest screamed their reluctance to be abused once again and he had no choice but to obey. So much for impressing her with my macho act.

He lowered her and put his forehead against hers. “Can you give this pitiful weakling a hand up?”

Gracefully she rose, making him feel like an old man. Smiling, she reached down to pull him to his feet making his heart flip upside down from her loving manner.

“Silly ass! You’re hurt because you pulled that stunt with the truck. You could have been killed.” Her voice was soft but the hardness in her eyes let him know she hadn’t liked him in danger.

Darned heart flipped again.

He found it hard to breathe. Could it be she still had feelings for him? Maybe even give him another chance? She seemed to accept his declaration of making love and not having sex. But did it mean she felt the same, or was she merely irredeemably lonely?

Might not be the right time to bring up his feelings but who says he’d get another chance. Wavering between choices, he let her lead him to her bedroom and in the dark, he hesitated.

Taking the lead, she wound herself around him, her arms fastening at the back of his shoulders while her ravenous mouth searched out the erogenous zones near his ears.

What had he been thinking of? Right, he needed to know if she loved him. Right…

Her tongue began licking his neck and he swore he heard her purr like a kitten. The noises she made affected areas already hardened with desire to a point of torture and his weakening legs threatened to give way.

He loved her sounds. Hell, he loved everything about this girl. Face it bud, you love her!

She whispered. “Who’s her?”

Christ he’d spoken aloud. Now what to do? Should he declare his feelings and get thrown out on his ass or take the chance?

“You’re her. I mean she’s you. Hell, I love all of three of you.” Now why in the name of heaven did he try to be funny at a time like this?

“You sure about that?”

“Cross my heart and hope to die.”

She pushed back so he could see her resolve. “Good, cause you ever me leave me again, your wish will come true. I’ll shoot you right between those big blue dazzlers. You hear me?” She stared him down and he let her. Once the ice melted and passionate surrender reappeared, he let his hungry mouth, loving hands and hard body persuade her of his sincerity.





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