Go take a shower. Use cold water, it will help.”
It took him a moment to control the urgent demands of his body. As he stepped away from her, the pad of his finger slipped down her throat and trailed over the swell of her breast before he dropped his hand to his side.
Dahlia shivered at his touch. She remained still, only inches from him, refusing to back away . . . or move forward. “Fortunately, Jesse stashed some clothes here for me. He’s a thoughtful man.”
“Is that what you call him? I think interfering busybody would just about say it all. I like you without clothes.”
“Nicolas,” she cautioned. “I’m hanging on by a thread. You’re supposed to help.”
“Tell me why again, and I’ll work on it.
Before anything else, I need your trust. Your absolute trust in me--and yourself. You have to know you are the only woman I will ever want or need. You have to know that it is in you to meet my every desire, just as I will meet yours.
Christine FeehanDo not say it." Gabriel said with quiet menace.
"I said nothing." Lucian pointed out.
"You raised your eyebrow in that obnoxious way you have," Gabriel replied. "You are in enough trouble with me without adding a sneer to your sins."
"She is not like the women I seem to recall from our youth."
"You did not know any women in our youth." Gabriel told him.
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