Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
She reined in her imagination and focused on not acting the fool. Breathing calmed she took a slow blink and opened her eyes in time to see him drop the towel.
Holy shit.
Holy.
Shit!
Covered by the towel his ass was incredible. Completely naked, this man was…good god, she didn’t even have the words and she worked in a library for god’s sake. Sculpted marble.
No, not true. Marble is cold and this man, is anything but cold.
Damn near swallowing her tongue as he bent over to step into the dark gray joggers. No underwear. She bit her lower lip and released it as he turned toward her, watching her as he swiped up the towel he’d worn.
There went that damn smirk once more.
Unable to help herself, she skimmed her gaze over him stopping, yet again, on his crotch. Gray sweats, why was it gray sweats?
The white drawstring didn’t do a damn thing other than point down to the length of his cock, highlighting it even further. Not that it needed help to get her attention.
He returned the towel to the bathroom then grabbed the bottle of water and his cup before heading back to the bed. Moving down her side, he paused by the table, giving her a perfect view of his bare chest, those delicious looking abs, and his hard cock, pressing into the material of his gray pants. She nearly held her breath while he stood there, teasing her.
Not really, all he’s doing is topping off my water.
Then before he walked away, he bent down, stomach muscles flexing and picked up her phone which had slipped off the bed and set it by her thigh, his touch shooting a wave of electricity through her.
Without a word, he went to what was going to be his side of the bed and stretched out next to her. Somehow, his broad shoulders encroached into her space, brushing against her as his weight brought her closer to him.
She worried her lower lip as in her periphery, she watched him open a bag of Cheetos and pluck some out, her gaze moved down his legs to his bare feet.
When did feet get sexy?
“Is there anyone you need to call?” She chewed another chip. “I’m not sure if you have a phone with you.”
“No one is worried about me, angel.” He held out a Cheeto to her mouth and she allowed him to feed it to her before she realized what happened.
“Vivyan.” She ate the offering and mimicked the action in his direction, holding the chip to his mouth, hairs from his beard brushing against the heel of her palm.
Chapter 4
“Mine,” he rumbled before taking the chip from her fingers. But he didn’t just get the chip, he pulled her fingers into his mouth and sucked on them until she whimpered. He released her and chewed, holding her gaze.
He loved how her blush tinted her cheeks making her all the more adorable.
“What are you doing in Sander’s Point? Passing through? Business? Moving?”
She sipped some water as she shook her head. “Business. I’m here to help the Sander’s Point Library update some of their systems.”
Ronan shifted his weight, pressing his thigh against hers. “You’re in tech?”
“No. I’m a librarian but the software that is coming here I’ve been using for years.”
Shocked this town would accept help from anywhere, he popped in another Cheeto to hide his disbelief. “Sexy librarian.” He nodded. “I can totally see that, angel.”
When she opened her mouth to argue with him, either about him not using her name or that she wasn’t sexy, he pushed a Cheeto into her mouth. Then positioned his mouth by her ear.
“Argue with me again, angel, and I’m going to show you exactly what you do to me.”
Her gaze snapped to his groin and like before, he didn’t apologize for his attraction to her nor did he try to hide it. Instead he placed the bag down and gripped his length again.
The mewl which slipped from her throat was music to his ears.
“And what about you?”
The breathless quality to her tone made him want to smile again. Something he’d rarely done for years.
He released his cock. “I got out of the military not to long ago and am taking a bit of time before I start another venture.” He thought about the offer he had in his bag from a security company called Tungsten Protective Services. The founders were legends in the military world. Scott “Harrier” Leighton and Tyson “Cade” Kincade, from the famed Megalodon Team.
His heart tripled in speed as she turned slightly toward him, eyes firmly on his face. All thoughts of anyone else slipped from his mind. Ronan’s focus locked on her.
“Thank you for your service.” The solemn words struck him harder than hearing it from anyone else.
He’d never known what to say to people when they said that. Granted, most didn’t, especially given that when most saw him, it gave them the assumption he was nothing more than a tatted, bearded, bad boy. Which, he wouldn’t deny but this woman saw more than that for him.