Page 179 of Under an Endless Moon

Which is why I need to talk to you. Meet for lunch?

Charleigh

Absolutely. Where?

Me

Sunrise to Sunset Café across from Moonflower. It’s delish. Noon o’ five.

Her lunch was always during the noon hour, and I’d just close up shop for a little bit so I could meet with her.

Charleigh

It’s a date.

Me

See you soon!

I felt the presence wash over me from behind. So powerful. An inundating wave.

I shifted to look over my shoulder from where I stood in the kitchen to find Otto slowly coming down the stairs from his room.

Fresh from a shower. Shorn hair damp and a clean tee stretched across his massive chest. Jeans snug and barely able to contain everything that he was underneath.

The man was a riot to my senses.

Cataclysmic.

He drove his big fingers through his hair, pushing it back, the tweak of a grin scampering over his mouth as he lumbered closer. His boots were heavy on the floor as he edged my way.

I was struck with a fresh doseof his aura.

Encircling.

Invading.

He didn’t hesitate to pull me into his arms and press his nose into my hair. He breathed out what sounded like relief.

My knees went weak.

Is this what it felt like to swoon?

Yes, yes it had to be, because I felt lightheaded and my heart careened and my stomach was nothing but a toil of tumbling butterfly wings.

“Way the sight of you knocks me sideways. Way I can’t think about anything else when you’re standing there like that. Wearing one of these sexy as fuck dresses that you know damned well drive me out of my mind. Can’t fuckin’ get enough.” Otto dragged his lips down the side of my neck, peppering kisses along the sensitive flesh as he went.

It knocked a whimper loose, and my head tipped to the side to grant him better access. Somehow, I managed to force myself to say, “You need to stop right there before you get carried away or else you’re going to make me late.”

“Thought you said I could have this delicious body any time I wanted it?” His words were nothing but bait.

Those butterflies spun. “Well, it’s also said good things come to those who wait.”

He grunted, and I could feel the force of his grin against the side of my neck. “So, you’re saying you want me to spend the day conjuring up all the dirty things I’m going to do to you once I get you home?”

A shiver ripped down my spine. A big, big hand followed it, riding all the way down until he was gripping me by a butt cheek and tugging me against the hard, packed planes of his merciless body.

And that’s what I wanted.

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