Page 22 of Tainted Gifts
Whew. Nothing.
I hear his breath hitch as I feel his eyes burning against my new, too-sexy attire. Kellan’s eyes fall on me, and then I’m rushed by a scent that brings all the familiarity to light.
Melted chocolate and dark cherry. Oh damn. It’s him. Fuck!
His smile broadens as he takes me in, and he relaxes in his chair as I wobble toward him in the heels I wish I had ditched now.
“I see they decided to send in someone a little more my taste,” he seduces with his perfect teeth shining behind his sexy smile.
“He’s talking to her already?” Mom almost scoffs out, disbelief oozing from her tone.
I can’t smile though. I can’t breathe. This can’t be possible.
“Something’s wrong. We need to get her out of there,” Jase says in a worried tone.
Crap. Don’t you dare, Commander.
I guess his mind reading game is back to full swing.
“What’s wrong? He’s already talking,” Uncle Brazen interjects.
Kellan gives me a devious wink which lets me know I was right about him. I slowly walk toward him, and his eyes glisten with excitement.
“So we meet at last,” he murmurs softly.
“Meet at last? What does that mean?” Jase snaps.
I ignore the chatter behind the glass as I slide to be on top of the table. He leans up, and his soft lips slide across my knee with his deliciously warm breath as the cuffs rattle.
He withdraws slightly, and I hear the harsh breaths Jase is releasing behind the glass after witnessing the lover's caress from the dangerous man.
“I believe you’ve had me at a disadvantage for a while, Ace. You’ve seen me… very well. I suppose this was your reason for not letting me see you,” I counter with an oddly seductive ring.
He smirks and then shrugs.
“It’s him,” Simone gasps. “I recognize his voice now.”
“Who?” Jase insists.
“He’s been the one warning Aria. He’s the masked guy that saved our lives at Seminole.”
“Not possible,” Jase says with angered dismissal.
“It’s him. I know it’s him.”
“If it is, then he’s been planning to fuck with Aria. I’m pulling her out.”
“No,” my mother intervenes. “If he has been saving her, then he feels somewhat protective. Let her try to get the information we need.”
Kellan’s menacing smile returns, and then he whispers so low I barely hear it.
“You heard them. You need to try.”
Oh crap.
“I’m going to,” I whisper too low for anyone else to hear, and he tilts his head curiously.
“So you’re not scared?”
