Page 121 of The Dragon 1
My cock throbbed under the table.
Calm down. She’s not there yet.
I didn’t move.
Just watched her.
Watched her body hum with awareness.
Watched the way she gripped her cup.
The flick of her eyes across my lips.
I was ready to kneel.
To let her devour me.
Then, suddenly a shadow fell to my right.
My entire body tensed.
I didn’t look.
I didn’t need to.
I could already feel the heat of Reo’s presence like a sword being drawn from a sheath.
What the fuck? He knows better.
Without turning my head, I said, low and sharp. “I’m busy.”
Reo didn’t leave. Instead, he stepped further into the glow of the moonlight. “I don’t want to do this.”
I growled. “Then leave.”
“You would be upset later if I did.”
Fuck.
I turned—slowly—and met his eyes. He looked like hell. Jaw tight. Face pale. Sweat glistening at his temples.
My blood went cold.
What could have my Dragon’s Roar so scared?
Still, I kept my voice even. “Reo.”
He said nothing.
I stood.
Nyomi blinked up at me, startled.
I gave her a single glance—my expression flat, but apologetic. “Excuse me. Just one moment.”
“Okay.”
Goddamn it.
