Page 55 of Surge of Fire

I stare at him in shock.

“Why do I feel this way?”

The wonder in his voice makes my chest ache. “Can you read my thoughts too?”

He startles, but then relaxes again. “Sometimes. When we were having sex, sometimes I knew what you wanted because of your thoughts in my head.”

My cheeks heat. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“You were… busy.”

I bow my head, hiding against his chest.

“So, I guess this dragon stuff is more complicated than we thought.”

“This is definitely dragon motivated. I’m not usually like this.”

“Starved for sex?” he asks, amused.

Kill me.“Yeah, I’m usually… sexually fulfilled.”

“With how many men? When?” He sounds angry.

I glance up at him, and, sure enough, he’s surprisingly angry. “That seems like a TMI kind of question.”

“It’s not. I should know.” His mouth is pulled into a thin line.

“And I should know about all the women you’ve been with?”

He waves a hand away. “No one else matters. Forget about them.”

“Seems like you should take your own advice.” I smile, too brightly.

Slowly, he returns my smile. “So, there’s no one I should worry about? Good.”

No. One. He. Should. Worry. About.

Fuck.

I roll away from him and spring to my feet. Searching out my clothes, I start gathering up the tattered remains. I can’t believe I did this. Aydan. Shit. It’s not that we’re something. I know damn well he was going to tell me to forget about the almost-moment between us, but it’s that I’m attached to him. I’m not over him. There’s no way I should have slept with a potentially bad guy when I’m still in love with Aydan.

“What is it?” he asks. Behind me, he’s rolled to his feet, standing naked in all his glory, but looking confused as hell.

“We shouldn’t have done this,” I manage as I start pulling my clothes on.

“Done this?” He snorts. “We hardly made a choice. This was some dragon magic pheromone stuff.”

“Yes, that’s all it was,” I say, emphasizing each word.

His gaze holds mine. “I didn’t say that’sallthis was.”

Wiggling into my pants, I try not to look at him, glad my leg isn’t hurting any longer. “Yes, it was.”

He’s in front of me in seconds, faster than I would have imagined, catching my hands before they can finish buttoning my jeans. “You saw that green dragon before, right?”

I don’t know where he’s going with this. “Yes.”

“And was it like this with him? Did you desperately have to fuck his brains out?”

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