Free Christmas Alpha by Carole Mortimer Page B

understand that?” He glared at the admission.
      Yes, Eva could understand that, knew she would feel exactly the same way if someone had made recordings of her in such an intimate situation, and then shared it with another person.  
      “It isn’t your fault, Finn. This woman sounds as if she was...unbalanced, well before you decided to walk away.” Filming yourself with one lover, so that you can share it with another lover, was definitely not normal. “Her stalker behavior these past months only confirms it,” Eva added as Finn would have spoken. “What about the photographs you took of me, Finn? You never did say whether or not I look the part?”
      He closed his eyes, instantly able to picture every one of those images of Eva he had taken this afternoon. Photographs he had intended to be as raw and revealing as those images of him having sex with Moira had been.
      Instead Eva had looked sensual, utterly beautiful, an alluring siren with long and silky sable hair, with seductively inviting rather than carnal green eyes, her lips pure temptation.
      As for her gorgeous breasts...
      Finn was sure Eva was completely unaware of it, but he could see those beautiful rounded breasts right now, down the gaping neckline of her t-shirt.
      They were just so… Jesus, Finn had never seen and touched such wonderful responsive breasts. As for her nipples—they were so damn sensitive he was sure Eva had been on the edge of coming when he stroked and tugged on them earlier.
      He ran his tongue over his bottom lip, almost able to taste her. “Your photographs are beautiful, Eva,” he assured huskily. “A sensual delight. Every one of them.”
      Eva felt her cheeks become warm at the sincerity she could hear in Finn’s voice. He thought she was beautiful. A sensual delight. “Have you been to bed with anyone since… Since?”
      “No,” he ground out. “I couldn’t. I’ve tried, but every time I could see myself as if I were in a porn movie, and… Today, with you, it was the first time I’ve reacted physically to a woman since the night I destroyed those discs.”
      Eva held back a smile, knowing that just hours ago Finn would have taken delight in using more graphic language, if only as a way of shocking her.
      She had no doubts now that he liked her.  
      As she liked him.
      Maybe more than liked him...?
      It was far too soon to know if liking could develop into something deeper—although having his psycho ex-girlfriend stalking the house, and them, certainly dispensed with the usual niceties of taking days and weeks to get to know a person!
      Maybe it was because they were stranded in this snowstorm together, with Finn’s stalker of an ex-girlfriend as an added danger, but Eva knew that, niceties or not, she wanted him.  
      Right now.
      She moistened her lips before speaking. “Would you like to…react again now?”
      Finn slowly turned his head to look at her through narrowed lids, those blue eyes cold, his jaw set. “I’m not in need of a pity fuck—” He broke off as Eva began to laugh. “What’s so damned funny?”
      She laughed all the harder at the sight of his disgruntled expression. He must have been very cute as a little boy.
      Eva laughed for so long and so hard her sides ached.
      Finn looked thunderous as he sat up and turned towards her, before rolling her onto her back and raising her hands and holding them captive on either side of her head as he bent over her. “Now tell me what’s so damned funny?” he repeated grimly.
      Eva grinned up at him, not in the least concerned by his deliberate domination. Not when she could feel the rigid evidence of his desire for her pressing against her thigh. “Finn, I have to tell you that you’re the very last man in the world any woman would ever want to give a pity fuck! Well apart from that guy I saw in a movie last year, but he was playing a part so—”  
      “What are you blathering on about,