grow up.
Which she had done. Could they have some kind of future now? Charlie couldnât even go there. Once in Jonahâs room, she took out her laptop and logged in to Resskaar . She hadnât returned since the whole ugly scene with Kraven. A bit of guilt tugged at her when she realized that part of why she logged on was to see if Win was around. She missed hanging with him.
The game opened, and she saw herself on the floor of the house where Kraven had attacked her. She ran from the room and back through the forest to her cave. Win would look for her there. Once she was away from the house, she took a moment to look at stats. Win wasnât logged in now. Neither was Kraven, thank God. But there was no sign that Win had been on since heâd saved her. No missions completed.
He hadnât even left her a message.
That wasnât like Win. He always talked to her after a big battle, and this had been way worse than any battle sheâd faced. This was personal. Maybe thatâs why Win hadnât been around. What do you say to a friend whoâd almost been raped?
She heard the quiet click of the room lock and looked up as Jonah came in.
âYouâre here,â he said with a smile.
âIsnât this where you wanted me?â
âActually, I want you naked in my bed, but Iâll settle for this.â He tossed his stuff on the table behind her laptop. âWhat are you doing?â
âI logged in to play Resskaar while I waited for you. Want to play? Talk nice to me and I might let you in my guild.â She wagged her eyebrows and then winked.
A strange look crossed his face, but his smile held as he closed her laptop. âIâm not looking to play those kind of games tonight.â
Her blood warmed as he spoke and edged closer to her. He grabbed her hand and tugged her to stand. âThese are some seriously ugly clothes. I get you donât want to go ultra-feminine while hacking, but this is ridiculous.â
He pulled her jacket off and then ran his fingers through her hair. She didnât move. Having his hands on her in any way made her blood rush. Sheâd missed this. A guy she really liked and cared for who would look into her eyes to turn her on.
âMuch better,â he mumbled and lowered his lips to hers.
The kiss was slow and sweet. Jonah took his time reacquainting himself with her mouth. They hadnât kissed earlier because of her body paint, and she hadnât thought it mattered. She was wrong. His kiss was a precursor to everything. He just kept kissing her as if there was nothing else.
Impatience propelled her forward, and she shoved him toward the bed. She was only able to move him because sheâd caught him off guard. She felt his smile against her mouth a second before he planted his feet.
His mouth moved across her jaw and to her neck. Into her ear, he whispered, âI have a lot to make up for this morning and we have all night.â
She shivered at the thought of all night. She tugged at his shirt and yanked until he stepped back far enough for her to pull it over his head. Then she followed with her shirt. Jonah moved slowly when he wasnât distracted. Charlie planned to do everything in her power to distract him; slow wasnât going to work for her. Before he moved in again, she whipped off her bra.
He groaned and Charlie knew she was on the right track. Jonahâs hands became very busy with her breasts, so she was able to shift closer to the bed. Only a few more feet and sheâd be able to push him down. She wasnât in the mood for games. She wanted Jonah naked.
Jonah unbuttoned her jeans as he kissed across her collarbone. The move grabbed her attention, so she stopped moving and just enjoyed the sensation. His hands slid into her pants and grabbed her ass, pushing her tight against him. She felt the hard length of his cock and gave his shoulders a shove.
The movement startled him enough that he