bed.
“What kind of doughnuts?” she asked.
“I bought several kinds.” He flicked open the box, for her perusal.
Pure heaven. I shouldn’t…
“With the calories you’ve burned in the last twenty-four hours you should take at least two,” Myan commented, answering her thought.
“Don’t mind if I…” she trailed off, blinking at him. She hadn’t even minded that he’d been in her head. Sure, they were going to have to set some boundaries, but she wasn’t pissed off. She shook her head. “Don’t mind if I do,” she said and chose a chocolate-covered doughnut filled with custard.
The first bite truly was heaven. Fried goodness and custard burst across her taste buds. It also broke through the bottom of the pastry to dribble down her chin and onto the slope of her breast. Kaz was there before she could move. He licked away the filling on her chest, working his way down and sucking on the nipple. Taut awareness pulled through her. She wanted them again. And it was purely because she wanted them. She liked that.
Myan moved in and lapped away the custard from her chin before slowly kissing her. Suddenly, as if nothing had happened, both men moved away and sat in the chairs on either side of the table. Kaz pulled her onto his lap.
“You’re safer here,” he said. “I’m dressed.”
“I don’t think safe is a word I’d use,” she laughed as his hand moved up her body. She leaned into his touch, not at all bothered.
“So what’s on the agenda today?” she asked, setting down her doughnut on the edge of the box and licking chocolate from her fingers.
Both men stilled. She thought at first it was the way she sucked the stickiness from her fingers, but the tension on their faces spoke otherwise.
“What?” she asked.
Kaz took a deep breath. “Today, we go home.”
“Okay… Well, when are we leaving? I’ll be ready.” She didn’t understand what they were so upset about. Surely by now, they knew she planned to stay with them.
He kissed her shoulder then stood with her in his arms and set her in the place where he’d been sitting. His long strides ate the length of the floor as he strode to the window on the other side of the door and looked outside.
“No,” Myan said. His voice was strangely quiet and tense. “We’re going. Kaz and me. We have to be back to the tour tomorrow. We’re not making you go with us. You’re free to go back to your life.”
Wait… They were rejecting her? They’d marked her, they’d claimed her, and now they were setting her free in the wilds of the normal human world. What the hell was the point of all this?
She tried to read their minds and see what they were thinking, but their heads were closed to her. Staring, she watched Myan dress.
“Now?” she demanded. “You’re leaving right now? ”
“It seems best. I’ll have someone bring a car for you,” Kaz said. “They’ll take you to the airport and buy you a ticket to wherever you like.”
“I don’t care about that,” she almost shrieked. “I have my own damn money, and I can find my own damn way. You chased me more than halfway across the country.”
Pain filtered through Myan’s face. “We had to be sure you were okay. The heat…”
“And what if it happens again? What then? I terrify all my neighbors then land in jail for noise nuisance?”
Myan shook his head. “No,” he whispered. He reached in his pocket and withdrew a business card. Kissing her forehead, he pressed it into her hand. “It should never happen again if you’re not with us, and certainly not again until next September. If it does,” he took a breath, “call the number on the card and we’ll come to you immediately.”
Turning on his heel, he walked out of the room and let the door slam behind him. Openmouthed, she stared at the chipped white wood. This couldn’t be happening. She felt as if half her heart had just been ripped from her chest.
“He’s not saying goodbye?”
“We’re not
“What kind of doughnuts?” she asked.
“I bought several kinds.” He flicked open the box, for her perusal.
Pure heaven. I shouldn’t…
“With the calories you’ve burned in the last twenty-four hours you should take at least two,” Myan commented, answering her thought.
“Don’t mind if I…” she trailed off, blinking at him. She hadn’t even minded that he’d been in her head. Sure, they were going to have to set some boundaries, but she wasn’t pissed off. She shook her head. “Don’t mind if I do,” she said and chose a chocolate-covered doughnut filled with custard.
The first bite truly was heaven. Fried goodness and custard burst across her taste buds. It also broke through the bottom of the pastry to dribble down her chin and onto the slope of her breast. Kaz was there before she could move. He licked away the filling on her chest, working his way down and sucking on the nipple. Taut awareness pulled through her. She wanted them again. And it was purely because she wanted them. She liked that.
Myan moved in and lapped away the custard from her chin before slowly kissing her. Suddenly, as if nothing had happened, both men moved away and sat in the chairs on either side of the table. Kaz pulled her onto his lap.
“You’re safer here,” he said. “I’m dressed.”
“I don’t think safe is a word I’d use,” she laughed as his hand moved up her body. She leaned into his touch, not at all bothered.
“So what’s on the agenda today?” she asked, setting down her doughnut on the edge of the box and licking chocolate from her fingers.
Both men stilled. She thought at first it was the way she sucked the stickiness from her fingers, but the tension on their faces spoke otherwise.
“What?” she asked.
Kaz took a deep breath. “Today, we go home.”
“Okay… Well, when are we leaving? I’ll be ready.” She didn’t understand what they were so upset about. Surely by now, they knew she planned to stay with them.
He kissed her shoulder then stood with her in his arms and set her in the place where he’d been sitting. His long strides ate the length of the floor as he strode to the window on the other side of the door and looked outside.
“No,” Myan said. His voice was strangely quiet and tense. “We’re going. Kaz and me. We have to be back to the tour tomorrow. We’re not making you go with us. You’re free to go back to your life.”
Wait… They were rejecting her? They’d marked her, they’d claimed her, and now they were setting her free in the wilds of the normal human world. What the hell was the point of all this?
She tried to read their minds and see what they were thinking, but their heads were closed to her. Staring, she watched Myan dress.
“Now?” she demanded. “You’re leaving right now? ”
“It seems best. I’ll have someone bring a car for you,” Kaz said. “They’ll take you to the airport and buy you a ticket to wherever you like.”
“I don’t care about that,” she almost shrieked. “I have my own damn money, and I can find my own damn way. You chased me more than halfway across the country.”
Pain filtered through Myan’s face. “We had to be sure you were okay. The heat…”
“And what if it happens again? What then? I terrify all my neighbors then land in jail for noise nuisance?”
Myan shook his head. “No,” he whispered. He reached in his pocket and withdrew a business card. Kissing her forehead, he pressed it into her hand. “It should never happen again if you’re not with us, and certainly not again until next September. If it does,” he took a breath, “call the number on the card and we’ll come to you immediately.”
Turning on his heel, he walked out of the room and let the door slam behind him. Openmouthed, she stared at the chipped white wood. This couldn’t be happening. She felt as if half her heart had just been ripped from her chest.
“He’s not saying goodbye?”
“We’re not