He did fold the distance to the front yard of his home and stood for a moment beneath the fragrant Arizona sycamores, but not for long. When only Kerrick remained, he yawned and said he was headed to his home in Sedona for the remainder of the day to sleep. He said good-bye to one warrior after another. Jean-Pierre returned from Burma to the Cave in Metro Phoenix Two with the rest of the brothers. All she had to do was compliment him, give him a look or two, and he was ready to grab her and throw her on her back. When he growled low in his throat and started to throw the cover back, she gave a little yip then scurried out of his bedroom. Antony, you’re so beautiful.” Her gaze drifted down his chest, and he flexed his pecs for her. “You … you look so beautiful like that, with your hair over your shoulders. She lowered her hand and looked back at him. Was decent the right word when all he could think about was what the hell he was supposed to do with a raging hard-on? “I’m decent now,” he said, but he was smiling. “Yes, everything’s as you left it.” He sat up and drew the comforter over his lap. He wished he’d had the foresight to move everything to his room, but all his thoughts had been focused on bringing her home. There was practically a full wardrobe in the guest room waiting for her. “Are my clothes still in the other bedroom? All my toiletries?” The last week she’d been in his house, Havily had taken her shopping. She covered her eyes and started walking mummy-fashion in the direction of the doors. So he folded his hands behind his head and smiled “Sorry.

“Of course.” But the sheet she’d taken had left him completely uncovered and he now stood at full-mast. She jerked the black top sheet to her, wrapped herself up good and tight, then waggled a finger at him. He reached for her but she rolled off the bed, landing on her feet. One hour.” She reached a half-sitting position on her knees, which unfortunately put her quite magnificent breasts at eye level. Either way, Endelle had the worst sense of humor, not to mention timing.

Endelle shared Parisa’s preternatural voyeuristic talent either she’d witnessed Parisa’s rescue or Thorne had shared the details with her when he reported in. She agreed to see Parisa in an hour but barked, “Make sure she has some clothes on this time.” Her laughter rang in his head as he swiped the phone. He called Central and had Carla patch him through to Her Supremeness. He wanted to argue with her but how could he? He nodded several times, but he could feel that he was frowning. There are some things I need to get settled.” “No, I really think I want to see her today, right away. “No,” she said, her fingers playing with his chest hairs in the center of his sternum.

Wings of Fire by Caris Roane