Eye of the Beholder Read Online Free

Eye of the Beholder
Book: Eye of the Beholder Read Online Free
Author: Dana Marie Bell
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Paranormal
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she’d called in sick once, and his whole day had gone to hell in a hand basket. He’d been grumpy and out of sorts, so much so Jordan had called him on it. She’d even wondered if he’d broken up with his latest girlfriend, and if that was why he was being such a prick.
    He’d promptly informed her that things were fine between him and Karen. Hell, he’d even gone home and fucked Karen just to prove to himself that he wasn’t perving on a nineteen-year-old girl.
    Six weeks later he’d broken up with Karen, calling himself all kinds of names as he did so. He’d then promoted Jamie to Jordan’s secretary just so he wouldn’t have to look at her every day.
    But he had. He hadn’t been able to help himself. Something about her bright smile, her incredible laugh, drew him like metal to a lodestone. He’d walked past Jordan’s office, longing for something he kept telling himself he couldn’t have.
    Then he heard she’d broken up with her boyfriend, and the heart he thought had died with Zisa centuries ago rejoiced. He hadn’t felt that way since Zisa had said yes and become his wife.
    That was when he knew he loved Jamie.
    He’d decided all he needed to do was wait. In a few years, he could approach her without feeling like the dirtiest old man on the planet. Travis smirked. Let Logan keep that title. He’d acted on that, taking a woman out for dinner occasionally for the sake of illusion but sleeping with none of them. Even the thought of doing so just felt…wrong. Like adultery.
    Just when he couldn’t stand it anymore, Grimm had pulled his alpha male bullshit, trying to get Travis to sell Guardian to him. Travis had pulled away from him, refusing point-blank any and all offers. He still didn’t know where the strength to resist Grimm’s compulsion had come from, but he’d heeded his internal warning bells. He’d purposefully stayed away from Jamie, and Jamie’s family, knowing the tension that would build could ruin any chances he had of ever claiming Jamie as his own. He hadn’t wanted Jamie caught in the crossfire between him and the Old Man.
    He stared out the window at the passing houses, losing sight of them as his vision turned inward. Grimm didn’t know it yet, but by laying hands on Jamie he’d started a war he had no hope of winning.
    Baldur had risen.
    And Grimm’s Ragnarrok had begun.

    Jamie limped into the condo on Travis’s arm, staring around at the white on blue décor, the pale maple floors and the huge wall of windows with no drapes or shades of any kind. She had no clue what her sister saw in it. It was so…sterile, and the three lovers were anything but, yet she knew Jordan loved the look of the place. She grimaced at the thought of her sister with the two men. When Jordan decided to do something, she didn’t do it half-way. She’d fallen for both the bad boy and the angel, and fallen hard. Jamie was just glad both men returned her sister’s feelings, because if they hadn’t, they’d have her to deal with.
    Jamie winced a bit as her damaged leg wobbled under her. She squeaked as Travis picked her up, but before she could really protest he had her in Jordan’s spare bedroom. He put her on top of the comforter, stroking her hair back when she gasped in pain.
    “Sorry, Jamie. I’ll try to be gentler next time.”
    Jamie nodded. She understood. No matter how she moved everything still hurt. She didn’t blame Travis at all.
    She blamed Grimm.
    Kir deposited their luggage inside the door before pulling it closed with a smile.
    “I’m going to get your pain medicine, okay?”
    Before she could protest Travis was out the door, that fine, fine ass of his flexing most temptingly in his blue jeans. She closed her eyes before she made a complete fool of herself. It wasn’t like he wanted that kind of attention from her, anyway. She’d seen the women he’d dated and not one of them had red hair.
    She’d built so many daydreams around him it was sickening. No other man had
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