Page 21 of Desert Heat

Her eyes rolled. “The big, bad wolf isn’t inside waiting for me.”

“I know. Because he’s right here with you, princess.”

Our heads were close. Her eyes dilated. I’m flirting but dead serious. A warning if you will… I figure it’s only fair to speak in parables because this girl has no idea I will eat and devour every inch of her until there is nothing left.

She is my prize.

My vengeance.

And it will be sweet.

“Wait. Here.”

I pulled back instead of kissing her.

“Tank. It’s time to roll.”

My friend’s hands were under Brandi’s sweater, his large palms full of her plump breasts, the bra on the back floor. His mouth clung to her neck making marks.

She had her hand inside his jeans stroking him in return.

“Maybe I should clear the house instead of him?”

My eyes cut to Savannah’s as she looked over from the passenger seat.

“They aren’t turning you on, either?”

“Nope.”

A snort escaped us both marking our first moment of mutual agreement.

“Where are your roommates?” I scanned the darkened windows.

“I live alone.”

In seconds my fist pounded on the Bronco’s roof. ‘Tank. We’re going in.”

He mumbled curses through kisses before finally tearing his lips off his girl. “I’ll be right back baby.”

“Bring her in.”

”Keys?” I held out my palm.

“I punch in a code.”

“Were you going to say anything?”

“No, I was just going to watch you freeze your ass off while figuring it out.”

My lips turned up at the corners. I rounded the Bronco to open her door. “Stay behind me, princess.”

“Why are you so protective? We hate each other, remember?”

I shrug. “It’s in my D.N.A.”

“Neanderthal D.N.A.” She mutters under her breath as I push her behind me.

The cabin is cozy. The porch creeks under my weight. It’s quiet. My forehead presses against the cool, glass window as I peer in.

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