Page 25 of Ashes of Saints

I should have said no.

I feel like a fraud.

CHAPTER SEVEN

PARKER

One minute I’m wondering how far the passenger seat of my Maserati slides back so I can lick Aurora's pussy, then I’m reaching across the vehicle to comfort her.

She is my enemy.

Plus, I don’t comfort people.

Travis is a hugger. Even Maddox does occasionally. Zayne is a definite no-go zone on the cuddle monitor.

Me? Yeah, no. I’m not nurturing in any way. Even bro hugs are not my thing.

Jesus Christ, what do I care if she’s nervous?

I just want her DNA and access to Mary-Anne’s property so I can get more leads, then break the little green-eyed princess into little pieces.

Aurora is inside my web now.

I don’t care about her emotions.

I’ll need to be much more careful. Keeping my lust contained is hard enough.

“Hope you like Japanese,” I say, pressing on the gas to get around a yellow cab. Then I whip around the corner toward Columbus Circle.

“Yes. I love it.” Aurora shifts in the seat and tightens her fingers around her purse.

She really is nervous.

“So, no concussion?” I pull up outside the famous Asian restaurant and nod to the valet.

I glance at my stunning date before climbing out, waiting for her answer as I reach for her.

“No.” She smiles as she takes my hand. Her cheeks turn rosy and, damn it, her glossy lips are extremely fucking kissable.

I gaze at them, then slowly slide my gaze north. Those fucking green eyes. I’ve thought about them for so many years. I want to strangle her. I want to demand that she tell me why she was protected when I wasn’t.

I want to slam my cock inside her as I do all of that, watching her struggle to breathe while I take all the pleasure I know she’s capable of providing.

I’ll make peace with the devil afterward.

“Or maybe I am concussed and deciding to go out with you was a terrible idea.” Aurora shrugs.

My mouth twitches and, fuck it, I give her my thousand-watt smile. “Guess we’ll find out, sweetheart.”

She gasps as I toss my keys to the valet.

It was a terrible idea.

She just doesn’t know it yet.

“HOW DID YOU get a table here in one day?” Aurora plays with her napkin after the server leaves us.

“Connections.”

---