Chase, Zara - Tigers' Temptation [Impulse 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free Page A

Chase, Zara - Tigers' Temptation [Impulse 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
Pages:
Go to
of his reduced capacities, the number of patients they could take was also reduced. Fortunately, there were no kids in the Institute right now, which was one of the reasons why he’d said Layla could stay for a few days. No areas would be out of bounds to her, and there was absolutely nothing she could find that would make her suspicious.
    “I’ll show you your room.”
    Mikael led the way without looking to see if she was following. His enhanced olfactory perception told him that she was. She had a unique scent about her that owed nothing to commercial perfume. It was a combination of lavender soap and a fresh, smoky outdoor odor that wouldn’t be apparent to a normal human. Mikael inhaled and held that pungent aroma inside him until his lungs protested trying to imagine what she’d taste like if he kissed that lush mouth of hers and licked her all over until she squirmed.
    “Don’t like what you see, then?” There was a smirk in Philo’s pheromone.
    “Butt out!”
    “It’s lovely,” Layla said, looking around the spacious room and smiling at them both. “Are you sure I won’t be in your way?”
    “We’re sure,” Philo said for them both.
    “Well, that’s great. I’ll get my bag out the car later.”
    “Give me your keys,” Philo said. “I’ll do the honors.”
    “Okay, thanks.”
    She threw the keys to Philo, but her aim was off. Mikael had just opened the closet to check it was empty when he sensed the keys heading toward his back. He put one hand over his shoulder and caught them without turning around.
    “You’ve got good reflexes,” Layla said.
    Shit!
    “Bet he couldn’t do it again,” Philo quipped, taking the sting out of the moment as he caught the keys Mikael tossed him and headed for the stairs.
    “Let’s wait in the other room.”
    Mikael had no wish to be alone in a bedroom with Layla when he was doing his damnedest not to think of her in the sack. The battle with his inner self wasn’t going well, causing him to speak to her with the minimum of civility. They reached the sitting room, which was when Mikael expected the barrage of questions to start. He threw himself into a chair and stared moodily out of the window, not caring if he was being rude. After all, she was the one who’d foisted herself on them uninvited. To his astonishment, she didn’t say a word. That was such a rarity in his experience that he turned to look at her, wondering what she thought she was playing at.
    “Okay,” he said, sighing. “I expect you have questions.”
    “Actually, I was thinking of leaving. You clearly don’t want me here, which makes me wonder why you invited me to stay.”
    Hell, she’s sharper than I realized.
    “I already said, we like our privacy. Besides, it’s hard to work when a stranger’s dogging your every move.”
    “I’ll try not to get in your way.”
    Yeah, like that’s gonna work!
    “You don’t seem to like reporters, but we’re not all cut from the same cloth, you know. Anything you tell me will remain confidential, unless you give me permission to publish it.” She met his gaze and held it. “On that you have my solemn word.”
    “I’ll bear that in mind.”
    Layla sighed but didn’t take issue with his sarcasm. “You said earlier that you don’t think much of modern medicine. What do you do that’s better?”
    “Traditional medicine treats a condition, not its cause.”
    “Because people don’t have their bodies regularly checked over in the way that they do their cars?”
    Mikael raised a brow, impressed by her quick understanding. “Exactly. Most patients only see a doctor when they’re aware of a problem, and by then it’s usually too late to stop the rot.”
    “A Band-Aid to fix a tumor?”
    “Something like that. We’re into prevention rather than trying to fix a condition that’s already too far advanced to be fixed.”
    “What do you mean by that?”
    She leaned forward, giving him a good view of her cleavage, but whether by
Go to

Readers choose