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Once they'd captured Webb, they ht've allowed her to die
A gust of breath left him Nix, you beautiful bitch
He wanted to grab that Valkyrie and kiss her, then ask her why she couldn't have just texted him to be there
No h that torture a thousand times over to spare Chloe a fate like that
"MacRieve, I appreciate all you've done for me You saved my life"
And you saved azed down at her lovely face, he felt shaht it
"But if I stay here, I could be bringing these Pravus creatures down on your head What about the other people who live here?"
Worried for theirl would be like her father
She deserved better than Will, someone not so jaded, someone who could make love to her Soht that he should let her go
Yet who could protect her more fiercely than Will?
Not a da You're safe here Noee "
He tucked her in, about to howl froive her up Finally, a relationship he could be proud of
"Sleep, lass Heal We'll work all this out toently press his lips to hers, and she let hi
His first kiss in centuries In Gaelic, he told her, "Our last first kiss"
Her lids slid shut, and her breaths deepened Just before she slipped into sleep, she et used to you"
Chapter Fifteen
When Chloe woke, she found MacRieve seated in a chair beside the bed, elbows on his knees
Staring at her
"Been waiting for you to wake You always sleep this rin He looked rested and was clean-shaven, dressed in another pair of jeans, a black long-sleeve T-shirt that hugged his chestboots
In other words, he was even ht
She sat up, ran her fingers through her hair, discovered a tangledwas I out?" With a start, she noticed how hard her nples were beneath the white T-shirt, and raised the sheet to conceal them
She'd been engulfed by those wicked dreams Only now the man had a face-MacRieve's In those scenes, she'd explored what ht've happened if she'd let him take off that towel and bare her body If she'd let him lick the water from her skin
Think of so else, or he'll know!
"You were out allStill as death"
"And you've just been sitting there, watching me? That's not creepy at all"
"What else would I do?" he asked in genuine puzzleed" He stood and did so now "It was everything I could do no' to fall upon you in that bed"
She sed "How did you knohat I was drea?"
"Your heart rate and breaths"
She raised her chin "Could've been a nightmare"
He stopped to face her, his lids gone heavy "And your scent"
Her cheeks burned with eet dressed Can I borrow some more clothes?"
"We canvassed the clan for so in that wardrobe" He pointed to an iht "Just until I can buy you new, naturally"
Buy her new? "MacRieve, I appreciate yourhospitality, but I can't stay here any longer"
He gazed at her with a half grin, as if she were jesting
"I'm dead serious What ifto sit here and act as bait"
"Is that your only objection?"
"I have things I need to do," she said "A life of er anyone else"
"You should get dressed, so I can show you so"
"What?"
"The obstacles to you leaving"
At the side of the bed, she hesitated He sees, eyes locked on that edge of the comforter
"Um, privacy?"
He snapped his head up "You want that?" At her exasperated look, he sighed "Aye, then Privacy From me" He crossed to her and pressed a kiss to her head, inhaling the scent of her hair "You're adorable, you ken that? Meet me in the kitchen for breakfast"
Once he was gone, the roo
Dimmer
If she wasn't careful, she could grow smitten with him Which was a bad idea on so many levels First, he and her father would kill each other on sight Second, he was a Lorean And third, she didn't knohat she was
She scuffed to the wardrobe, found expensive garments, many of them clearly never worn There were several pairs of shoes and some toiletries as well
Lacy underith the tags still on filled a silk-lined drawer A far cry from her sports bras and Under Armour panties
Wait He had been the one to fill the wardrobe? The thought of hi panties he intended for her made Chloe's face flush With e?
After showering again and brushing her teeth, she dragged on a pair of jeans that fitted a bit too tightly over her ass and a peasant blouse that showed e than she was accustomed to Slip-on sandals rounded out the ensemble
In front of the h her wet hair-the closest she ever ca it-and appraised her appearance
The outfit looked classy but much more feminine than her usual apparel For most of the year, she wore cleats, soccer shorts, and workout tees
An outfit like this seemed to demand makeup, which she couldn't be bothered with In concession, she pinched her cheeks, testing a smile
Though she deeht, he was in the league of leggy supermodels ould live forever with him Yet this male couldn't see soccer player with no feminine wiles
She knehat his tie to her was: he was compelled by his instinct to want her Was MacRieve'sChloe's own infatuation?