Free Colby: September by Brandy Walker Page B

between hers. Holy fuck, she looked good. Plump breasts pushed up against the fabric of her dress. Her nipples hardened. The tie that looked to hold the dress together emphasizing her waist. The wonderful flare of her hips. Her curves might do it for him more than her being a witch.
    “What do you mean, this time ?” His mouth was as dry as the Sahara. Tongue sticking to the roof. It took everything he had to push the words out.
    Silver eyes beamed up at him. A smile curved her lips and rocked up onto her elbows. “It was on a Friday that we met. Two weeks ago, to be exact. I don’t remember too much about this room from that night, but I had the feeling you wished you could lay down with me. Snuggle into my side and wrap your arms around me. I think you’re drawn to me.”
    Colby nodded without knowing he was nodding. He did want to do all of those things. The call of the witch to his genie. There was a connection to her he could feel in the marrow of his bones. It wasn’t the first time he’d felt that around her. Doubted it would be the last.
    One of those bright beaming smiles lit up her face. She sat up quickly, wrapping her hand in his shirt. She tugged him down until they were face-to-face. “You know, I’ve been waiting for you to show up,” she whispered against his lips. Warm, cinnamon breath heating his face. “To notice me out in the Club. Holden was a happy accident. It wasn’t until then that I knew.”
    “Knew what?”
    “How sexy it could be when the man you’re hoping to date gets jealous as hell when he thinks another man is poaching.
    “You aren’t tempted by Holden at all?”
    She threw her head back and laughed. Loud and lusty. His gaze dropped to her jiggling breasts. Damn, it was a sight to behold.
    “Goddess, no.” She paused and studied him. “Did you know I forced Lizzy and Tina to come with me tonight?”
    One of his eyebrows inched up. People generally came to Satyr on their own free will. “Forced?”
    “Okay, I forced Tina. Lizzy hoped to find the demon from a couple weeks ago.”
    “And why would you force your friends to accompany you here?”
    Staring into his eyes, she brushed her lips softly against his. It wasn’t enough, but he wanted an answer. Preferably a short one. “I wanted to see you. I knew you were working. I hounded Holden for your schedule when he came in the last time. He was very accommodating when I refused to give him a witch’s blessing.”
    Colby was surprised to hear that. Holden didn’t do anything for anyone without a motive. A flurry of interrogation tactic ideas bombarded his brain. His vision clouded over a little as the Djinn side of him got somewhat carried away.
    “Colby?” Ella’s voice broke through.
    “Sorry.”
    “I think we got a bit off topic.”
    Colby knew he was frowning, as he worked his way backwards through what had been said.
    Ella chuckled. “I wanted to know what was going on between us.”
    Ah, yes. The what is this question. Usually he hated that question. It may his mind and body shut down. Apparently, when it came from a woman you actually wanted to have more of a relationship, he didn’t mind. “I thought you were going to tell me what you thought this was.”
    She clucked her tongue a couple times and shook her head. “You thought wrong.”
    It was just his luck, he liked a woman who didn’t want to ramble on about her feelings and thoughts. But wasn’t that something he’d looked for in a woman? Someone who could think outside of herself. He gave a half shrug. “I like you.”
    “Just like?” Her lips thinned in disapproval. It hadn’t been the answer she wanted, he guessed.
    He dipped his head and kissed her. One day they would get past the light pecks and move onto heated and filthy. Just not that the moment. “A bit more than like. I’m drawn to you, like you said. I’ve always had a thing for witches. And curvy ones…damn they are the sweetest. Like bees to honey. A moth to a flame. The