A quiet inhalation. “Now?”
His voice was gentle, a little unsure, and his hesitation worked on her like a reverse spell, releasing her own doubt so she sat up in bed with sudden, ravenous confidence. She looked down at him. He looked back at her, his eyes shining mercury bright in the darkness.
“Yes. Now.”
Slowly, he sat up from the floor. Then he stood, holding her gaze, those silvery cat’s eyes flashing. He removed his jacket, then dragged his shirt over his head and let it fall, so that finally he stood before her bare-chested and magnificent, in spite of the snarl of scar tissue that marked all the skin on his right side. Or maybe even because of it.
His hands went to the top button of his trousers, and Lu couldn’t look away. Even if she’d wanted to, she couldn’t.
She needn’t hav
