Page 24 of Siren's Salvation

"Yeah," he says, his voice softening. "I remember."

We fall into conversation, catching up on the years that have passed.

Shiver tells me about life in Nevada, the crazy antics of what goes on at his charter.

I find myself laughing more than I have in months.

"So, what about you?" Shiver asks, leaning in close. "Still breaking hearts left and right?"

I snort. "Please. I don't have time for that nonsense."

"No?" His eyes gleam with mischief. "That's a shame. A woman like you should be worshipped."

Heat creeps up my neck. "Smooth talker, aren't you?"

"Only stating facts, darlin'."

From behind the bar, Stiletto clears her throat. "I’m beat. I'm headin’ out for the night." She gives me a pointed look. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do, sis."

"That doesn't leave much off the table," I mutter, earning a laugh from both Stiletto and Shiver.

As Stiletto leaves, the atmosphere between Shiver and me shifts.

The air feels charged, heavy, almost like we’re both aware of the incredible tension brewing between us.

"So," Shiver says, his voice dropping an octave. "You gonna give me a tour of this place?"

I know I should say no.

I have rules for a reason.

But as I look into Shiver's eyes, dark with desire, I feel my willpower crumbling.

"What did you have in mind?" I ask, my own voice husky.

Shiver's lips curl into a wolfish grin. "How about we start with your room?"

My heart races.

I know exactly what he's suggesting, and despite my better judgment, I want it too.

"One time," I say firmly, meeting his gaze. "That's all."

"One time," he agrees, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down my spine.

I lead him upstairs, hyper-aware of his presence behind me.

As soon as we're through the door of my room, Shiver's on me.

His lips crash against mine, hungry and demanding.

I respond with just as much need, my hands roaming over his muscular chest.

He pushes me against the wall, his body pressing into mine. "God, Siren," he growls. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this."

I gasp as he trails kisses down my neck.

"Show me," I challenge.

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