Page 337 of Chaos has a Name
More or less to show her.
Just as he was about to walk away, the door opened, and she stole his breath.
The gorgeous woman was in shorts, a tank top, and her hair was all piled up on top of her head like she was getting ready to sleep.
Shit.
Now, his nerves kicked in.
His fight or flight was pointing to the latter, and Caspian wanted to bail on this mission.
Only, he owed her an explanation, and he’d give it to her, so she didn’t feel like this was on her.
It was on him.
“Yes, Uriel?” she asked, as he stood there. It wasn’t lost on her that he was carrying the same takeout bag.
He put his faith in himself, and what he believed to be true about her.
“Are you busy?”
She watched him with her gold-flecked eyes, and tried to figure out what this was all about.
Rayna had come home, disappointed. She hadn’t even wanted dinner at that point. Going to bed had been the plan until she heard him in her driveway.
Yeah, she saw his vehicle, and was curious enough to open the door.
“Not particularly.”
He went there.
“Can we talk? Dinner?” he asked, keeping his reply short and sweet.
With good reason.
A part of her wanted to say no, but the rest of her was curious to know what made this man tick. He looked nervous, and she didn’t understand why.
How could a man that sexy be nervous with her? That befuddled the fuck out of her.
“We can.”
Stepping back, she let him into her cabin, and immediately, seeing her barefoot, he toed off his sneakers. Then, he followed her into the space.
And it was exactly what he thought it would be.
While there were feminine touches, there were definite signs that she could hold her own in the woods against anything she hunted.
There was a big deer head on the wall above the fireplace, and a bow and quiver not far away mounted as if placed there to display and have easy access.
When Beau the dog headed his way, he scratched him behind the ears.
“Nice place,” he said, making sure he was particularly careful with what he said.
“Thank you. I’m sorry that you’re having to be in the company of my first kill,” she admitted.
He glanced back over at the deer.
“Did you eat it?” he asked.
