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When Lust Rules
Book: When Lust Rules Read Online Free
Author: Virginia Cavanaugh
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heard something. Is there any reason to think that someone might be
following you?”
    Her brow furrowed and she looked out into the woods then
back at him. “No.”
    Why did he have the feeling she wasn’t being entirely honest
with him? “Are you sure? No threats or any enemies floating around?”
    She sighed. “I said no.”
    “Yeah, I heard you, but I have a feeling you aren’t telling
me something.”
    She shook her head slightly, her lips parting as if she
would say something to rebut him. But then her mouth closed and she turned,
reaching for her door handle.
    “It’s late. I should go.”
    He closed the distance between them, grabbing her arm to
turn her to face him. “Wait, Julie.”
    She stared up at him, her blue eyes shining in the
moonlight. He pushed a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. Damn she was
beautiful. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip and he found himself wanting to
place his own teeth on that plump flesh again. “Let me go home with you, Julie.
Just to check things out. I can tell you’re a little rattled and I know you
don’t want to tell me why. But let me make sure you’re safe.”
    She gave a tight nod.

Chapter Three
     
    Julie opened her door and stepped aside to allow Luken to
precede her into her house. She’d felt kind of stupid on the way home with him
following her. Surely she had imagined the feeling of being watched earlier.
Now she felt like an idiot as she followed Luken through her home as he checked
any and all hiding places and found nothing but a few dust bunnies. At least
she’d picked up before she left for work this evening.
    She wondered what he thought of the place. It was the one
thing she’d allowed herself to spend some of her stashed money on—money she
should have given to Arik Markovic, Ivan’s boss and distant cousin. Well, she’d
given Arik most of the money and had come up with a good story for the missing
portion, claiming she’d spent the money on Ivan’s defense lawyers. Her income
wouldn’t allow for a decent place to live, and she thought the security of the
gated community where her duplex was located was far better than a rundown
apartment building. While she hoped no one from her previous life would track
her down, she just felt safer not assuming.
    The white walls held fashionable paintings mixed with a
red-and-black color pattern. The black leather sofa and loveseat in the living
room were comfy. She didn’t miss Luken’s raised brow as he strolled through the
living area. He looked over the bar that separated her kitchen from the living
room before entering the hallway. The two-bedroom two-bathroom home wasn’t
overly large. He peered into the guest bathroom and Julie looked past his
shoulder. Her blue shower curtain was pulled back revealing an empty tub.
Lighthouse pictures hung on the wall and the sink area was spotless. She never
really used this bathroom, preferring the one in her bedroom instead.
    They rounded the corner into the guest room. Except for a
few boxes of stuff she’d left packed, the room was plain and bare. Still, Luken
checked the closet. She followed him into the room and when he walked past her,
she swore he inhaled a deep breath through his nostrils. She felt her own brow
furrow as she watched him exit, and she quickly lifted her arm and completed a
sniff check, hoping she didn’t stink.
    Detecting no offensive odor, she quick-stepped to catch up
with Luken. When she entered her bedroom she heard him rummaging in her
bathroom. Before she reached the doorway he stepped back into the room holding
her wolf soap dish. He had an amused smile on his face. “What? I like wolves.”
    She noticed the tooth brush holder in his other hand. A wolf
in a sitting position, head upturned, mouth open as if it howled at the moon.
Her lone toothbrush poked out of its open mouth. “Do you have something against
animals or something?” she asked as he rolled his eyes and went back into the
bathroom and returned empty
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