Page 55 of Omega Untamed
I turned to face him. He stood closer to the door than the bed, as if keeping his way clear to flee should he need to. It was amusing, of course. I was sure I neither intimidated nor scared of him. In fact, the reverse was truer.
I took a deep breath. “I—I want you to know how grateful I am.”
He looked down and away without moving his head.
I took a step forward. “Bast, I--”
He put his hand up to stop me. I shut up, blinking fast.
“You’ll be fine,” he repeated. “You can order room service on the room’s account. Any movie on TV, anything you want. Just don’t leave this room.”
I felt like a prince in an ivory tower. It was the whole fairy tale scenario except no dragon guarded me. And the only prince who might come to rescue me was Bast, who looked as if he couldn’t wait to leave.
“You have everything you need.”
I frowned, trying to nod, but could not complete the gesture. “Not company.”
He glanced up. When I met his eyes, he managed to hold my gaze.
“Bast,” I near-whispered. “Please don’t leave me all alone. At least, not for tonight.”
It was a daring statement to this man, this gangster.
He opened his mouth as if to answer but before he could say anything, I took another step forward. “Please!”
I wanted companionship. But more, I wanted him. Bast. The bad man who’d risked everything to save my life. I didn’t want to beg, but I would if I had to. My breath hitched.
Chapter Fourteen
Bast
“Please.”
Kee’s green eyes shimmered.
I’d promised myself I wasn’t going to let this happen. To become personally involved with anything pertaining to my job was unprofessional. It could lead to utter disaster. My paranoia over Myre’s interest in my life outside the job should have been unwarranted.
But I’d already let myself become personally involved when I’d saved Kee’s life. And then I’d kissed him.
That kiss. I still felt it clinging to my lips, warm and lush and sweet. A surprise for me. I didn’t think Kee didsweet. And that wasn’tmyusual procedure, either.
Kee made me confused. I wasn’t in the Burn, so I had no excuses. But I wanted him. Against all my training to remain apart from the job emotionally, I wanted him.
I took a step forward. Willing or unwilling. I couldn’t decide.
For two years I’d been living a lie. I’d kept my Omega partners distant and hired temporarily to the parameters of my Burn. When Myre threw lavish parties, I participated only sometimes, and only took Omegas to my bed privately, rarely. And then mostly for appearances. My focus was elsewhere. On the job.
“You kissed me on purpose. It wasn’t for nothing.” Kee’s voice tangled in my mind, low and almost shy, which was completely outside his bubbly personality. He took a deep breath and his injured hand nervously shook.
Something turned over in my chest, the hold there I’d maintained for so long breaking, like ice melting as warmth suffused my body.
I reached out and took his hand gently in mine, holding it still.
He looked up at me with such hope—and something else glimmering in his gaze. Something both hungry and soft, trembling.
I’d never felt such a pull to another human being before. My body responded in a sort of fever not unlike the Burn, but sweeter, less gritty.
I shook my head but it didn’t help. I couldn’t control this.
