ass. “He’s one of those shifters?”
“The really dangerous kind.” She nodded, smiling at David’s fear. Who knew she was such a sadist? “He’s really possessive too. Doesn’t like anyone near me.”
Gray glanced over his shoulder at her. “If he isn’t gone in the next thirty seconds, I will not hold the tiger back.”
The smile fell from her lips. “David, go. I’m trying to help you stay alive. Get out!”
David ran out of the house with the duffle bag he had set by the door in his hands. She raced to the open entrance to shut the door. When she turned around, she lost the air in her lungs. “Why do you have that look on your face?”
He clenched and unclenched his hands at his sides, standing stiffly. “Why did you wait so long to send him away?”
She blinked. “I’m sorry, can you repeat that?”
“If you didn’t want him,” he growled. “Why did it take you so long to tell him to get out?”
“Hey!” she snapped. “I didn’t invite him here!”
“He had a key. Clearly you gave it to him,” he threw back, his eyes starting to glow bright gold.
“Yes, I did. But we broke up and I got my key back. That means he must have made a spare without telling me. I don’t know why, but I didn’t give him permission to.” What the hell? When did David showing up out of nowhere become her fault?
“You didn’t seem bothered that he was here. In fact, you appeared amused.”
He was jealous. She inhaled and let it out slowly. She didn’t have much experience with men being jealous. Okay, she didn’t have any experience with anyone being jealous. It was new. Refreshing. It was awesome!
“I wasn’t expecting him. You need to relax there, tiger. We came to see about getting my clothes. David is not important. I don’t want him.”
“I disagree. I know what I saw.” He said the words in a low animalistic growl.
Anger flooded her veins. Being sexy and the leader of his pride didn’t mean she was going to let him insinuate bullshit. She stomped up to him and poked him in the chest. “You asshole! I might not be in your pride where women throw themselves at you and decide they’ll sacrifice their ovaries to bear your children for nothing, but I’m not brainless.”
She had principles. And she had never been unfaithful in a relationship, which she had a feeling was what he suggested with his short clipped words and that frown she wanted to smack off his too sexy face.
“They don’t sacrifice themselves.” His lips quirked in what looked like an attempt at a smile.
She rolled her eyes. “My bad. They just throw themselves at you and beg for the chance to be your baby mama. Your pride is weird. Most women value a relationship and want to have children with a single man. Do you ever have multiple men get told they’re the father of a single child? I bet there’s a list of visits to the Maury show with you guys,” she snapped.
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
She sighed. Ah, well. It was only fun if he understood. She better not mention how full her DVR was of Jerry Springer and The Real Housewives or he might start to wonder about her.
His brows shot down in a furious glare again. “What about you, Alyssa?”
She took a step back, not liking the way he said her name. There was too much brightness in his eyes. His gaze roamed her face and focused on her mouth. No way. He wasn’t just going to insult her and then switch shit up so they’d have sex. She wasn’t that easy. Okay, she was, but not this time.
“What about me?” Still, she couldn’t stop the giddiness at knowing he wanted her again. Gray was a very sexual man with magical hands and a tongue she could worship even in her sleep.
She continued moving until her back hit the door. He’d marched forward, closing the distance on her. She bit her lip and waited.
“What is it you want from me?” He raised a hand to cup her breast over her shirt and she whimpered.
Panting as if
Lisa Mantchev, A.L. Purol