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“You got enough time to pencil me in?”
“You want sex? You’d better be nice.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said, turning on his inner Boy Scout.
A very big, very sexy Boy Scout who moonlighted as a dragon.
I pictured huge teeth and wings, bursts of fire… Bad idea, because that only turned me on more.
“What about you?” I turned the question around. “Are you planning to just look?”
He shook his head solemnly, but his eyes danced over my bare body. “No, ma’am. Planning to make you forget how to breathe.”
I opened my mouth, only to discover he’d already proven true to his word. I was already breathless, dammit. And when he snuck a hand over my ribs, every thought scattered like ash on the wind.
Chapter Nineteen
MARIUS
The pilot’s voice came over the intercom. “Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seat belts for landing.”
The flight attendant came through the cabin of the private jet, checking that we’d complied. Bene flashed a grin and motioned proudly to his groin — er, lap.
The flight attendant winked at him, and I rolled my eyes.
What?Bene protested, throwing the words into my mind.She’s gorgeous — and single.
I shrugged. Would she look as good without the makeup? With her hair a mess? With her brow sweaty and a hammer in her hand?
My eyes slid to Mina in the seat across and ahead of mine.
Wow. Someone has it bad,Bene teased.
Great fucking timing,Roux grumbled.
He was right. Getting involved with Mina on the eve of a major assignment was a terrible idea. But it wasn’t an idea. It was instinct. Maybe even destiny.
Unfortunately, we’d also been loud enough to alert the rest of the guys to what was going on. Even if that hadn’t been the case, the scent of sex would have been impossible to miss, no matter how hard I’d scrubbed Mina in the shower afterward.
My dragon grinned at the memory of howafterwardturned into the run-up to yet another round of ravenously hungry sex.
I shifted in my seat, getting hard just thinking about it.
I like thinking about it,my dragon protested.
So did I. I replayed it again and again. The sight of Mina’s bare body… Of her lips moving in incoherent syllables… Of her sleepy, satisfied smile when we’d lain together afterward. Maybe best of all, the bone-deep peace I felt just from holding her.
I thought she had better taste,Henrik grumbled, then chuckled to himself.Although I’m sure her taste is exquisite in another way.
Try, and I’ll kill you,I growled.
Children, children,Bene chided.Behave. And remember, the only way our sorry asses will get anywhere is teamwork.
Teamwork. With a fucking vampire. In whose world was that a good idea?
Gordon’s,my dragon snarled.
A sentiment I snatched back when Mina frowned and looked around. Ever since we’d slept together, I had the sneaking suspicion she could read my mind — if not specific thoughts, then at least the general drift.
