Chapter 8
After three days of introducing Chase to the merchants in town, Drago congratulated himself on his finest business manipulation yet—and for keeping his hands to himself. The former was quite simple, while the latter had been nearly impossible.
She walked along in front of him, staying well out of the way of bicyclists. If it wasn’t the smoothness of her skin as her hand brushed over his that called to him, it was the way her sweet scent filled his senses and blocked out anything else, or how her smile held his gaze whether he wanted to linger or not. Goddamn, he needed to get laid. Problem was he had a strong feeling that only one woman would do at the moment. And his gut was never wrong. Once he got a sampling of his sexy American out of the way, he’d surely be hungry once mor
