Warrior's Heart (Gifts Of The Ancients #1) Read Online Free

out this time.
    “So, where’s the fire?”
    “In my pants, after seeing you like this…all wet for me.”
    He chuckled as she tapped her bare foot impatiently. “Oh, you mean the doorbell?” He tried to look innocent and failed completely. “I need to borrow your car. Mark took off in his, and I am without wheels at the moment.”
    “For that you had to scare me half to death and drag me out of the bath?” She retreated behind the couch. Showing bravado was one thing, but Hal was just too potent to keep her act up for long. Plus, she was dripping all over the floor.
    “I thought someone was dying.”
    “I am dying over here, Cas. I swear if that towel slips any lower I’m going to have a heart attack right here in your living room.”
    With a small gasp, she tightened her grip on the top of her towel and pulled it up a few inches. Of course, that caused the bottom part to split open, showing off more of her sexy legs. His gaze traveled immediately southward, and she figured retreat was the better part of valor in this case.
    She headed for the small bathroom. Only problem was that because her apartment was so small, it connected through her bedroom. She could feel him following her as she talked fast, seeking the safety of a door between them.
    “Where do you need to go? I have to run an errand anyway. I’d be happy to drop you off or we could go where you need to first, then you can come with me to the post office. I just want to mail something in the outdoor box, so it’ll be quick.” She called the words over her shoulder, trying her best to sound businesslike and unaffected by his potent maleness. In reality, her knees were quivering, as were other, more tender parts of her anatomy, remembering his hot eyes on her.
    “That sounds like a plan. I’ve got to hit the grocery store. Mark is without food in his fridge, and I promised to pick up this week’s load since I’m mooching off him.”
    Sure enough, he was right behind her. She glanced back as she retreated into the bathroom. He was fingering her open lingerie drawer and looking around her pretty yellow and white bedroom like he was planning to stay a while. She closed the door to the bathroom and threw the lock, coward that she was.
    By the time she was dressed, thankfully he had moved back into the small living room. He’d flopped down on the couch and taken up residence. He looked beat and suddenly her heart went out to him.
    “I could stop and get the groceries if you want to crash. I’ll drop them off at Mark’s on my way home, okay?”
    His eyes shot open, and he stood to his feet, albeit without his usual vigor. “No, it’s my turn to buy the food. Plus, this way, I get to spend time alone with you—even if we are in public and I can’t do all the things I’ve been thinking about doing with you since last weekend.”
    Her heart rate accelerated. He drew closer, pulling her strongly into his arms, reeling her in.
    “I keep thinking of you coming apart in my arms, and I want to see it, feel it and taste it all again. You were like fire under my mouth, Cas, and I’ve been walking around with a perpetual hard-on thinking about what it would be like if you returned the favor.”
    His arms tightened around her. She wasn’t complaining. She knew if she made a single sound of protest he would let her go. She couldn’t find it in herself to say no to him. He’d been the stuff of her dreams for so many years, she couldn’t push him away.
    She knew him inside and out, and sure, the outside was buff and totally hot, but inside, she knew he was a good person with strong values that matched her own. She admired him as a person and practically drooled over his hard body. What more could a girl ask for?
    She couldn’t deny she’d thought about taking him in her mouth. She’d thought about it a lot over the past few years and even more this last week. She wanted to know what he tasted like, what he felt like, and most of all she wanted to