Free Take Me by T.A. Grey

folded her hands together and squeezed to keep from bursting from the seat of her pants like she wanted to. “However, I have a few concerns.” Instantly Felicity’s shoulders sagged.
    “Well I have more than a few concerns,” snapped Dominic. “I don’t want her working for us.”
    Lucas looked at him with feigned shock. “And why not? You saw her work. It’s good stuff.”
    Yeah, why not, Felicity wanted to say, but instead frowned.
    “I don’t want her working for us because—” he stopped himself short and once again tension filled the room like a suffocating blanket.
    Felicity yearned to crack a window and let some fresh air in.
    “Perhaps you should let it be your bruid’s decision,” Lucas said. His eyes danced with mischief.
    Felicity wanted to high five him. Thanks to him she might just get this job.
    “Dominic, if you’ll come with me we can discuss these concerns together. In the meantime, Ms. Shaw you have the job.” Lady Blackmoore held her hand out and Felicity shook it, unable to hide her smile.
    “Thank you so much.”
    Dominic and his mother headed for the door, but at the last minute he turned around. “This isn’t over.”
    It was a promise.
     
     
    * * * * *
     
    Dominic followed his mother into the library. He knew where this was going but that didn’t mean he liked it.
    Only one thought possessed his mind—Felicity Shaw.
    Even her name sounded good to him. It had an upbeat, feminine quality to it that pleased the ears. Something about Felicity Shaw intrigued him. After she left last night he found he wanted to know more about her. Hell, he wanted to know everything about her and not from some intel report but from her own mouth. Why he wanted any of this he had no clue, but like a hound catching the scent of prey, he had her scent locked inside him. And he wouldn’t stop until he caught her.
    Was she trying to kill him wearing a dress like that? That had been his first thought when he saw her. Hell, she looked good enough to eat. At first sight his cock had sprung up like a boy seeing his first pair of tits. She did it on purpose. No doubt about that. She wanted to taunt him for slighting her last night.
    Well, he had plans to take care of that. To take care of them both in the process.
    For some reason he found himself enjoying this immensely. Anticipation and excitement filled his veins like hot, thick blood. Both were feelings he hadn’t felt in ages. Helena had turned from burning hot to lukewarm. Then as time passed lukewarm faded to frigid. One hundred years into their blood bond and he had a mate who couldn’t stand his touch, but would easily take his money to lavish herself with jewelry and fine clothes.
    Oddly, thinking about her now didn’t fill him with the kind of anger it had before. He almost smiled. Soon Helena would be nothing to him. Not even a distant bad memory. She deserved far worse from him.
    His mother turned to him. “What is she to you?”
    Dominic crossed his arms. He adored his mother but being around someone for your whole life when that life lasted a very long time grew tiresome. His mother was the perfect political icon, which meant she knew when to be polite and smile and when to push straight to the point. Now she chose the latter.
    “Yesterday I thought she was Julianna Greenwich and my soon to be bruid . Then I learn she’s the damn planner. How the hell was I to know? They both have long blond hair, and the only picture I had of her was fuzzy and old.”
    “Why were you wrapped around each other yesterday? I will not hire her if this is going to be a problem, Dominic. Have you shared such intimacies with Lady Julianna or is this only a problem you have for Ms. Shaw?
    “No,” he said. Just the thought of touching the immaculately beautiful Julianna made his fangs retreat. He had no curiosity in finding out what made Julianna tick. Just the thought of having a conversation with her made his head ache. Her life consisted of parties,