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“Strip, Rainbow”

“Alastair?” Rainne opened and closed her ure out what to say next Those little lines appeared between her brows

Alastair turned and locked the door Then he toed off his boots, along with his socks With his eyes on Rainne, he unzipped his wet leather jacket and let it fall to the floor Rainne’s eyes ide at each move he made

“Take off the sweater, Rainbow”

He yanked his oeater over his head and threw it to the floor He wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and he almost lost the little self-control he had left when she licked her lips at the sight of his bare chest

“Rainbow” It was a growl

She didn’t ers slowly lifted to touch her lips

Alastair glanced around They were in a tiny hallway, painted in a tasteful creaotten around to decorating yet On the left was an open doorway into a s room/kitchen The lamps were on in the rooht ahead was a closed door—he assuht was another open door, this one to a dark room with a double bed under the

Now he had his destination

His hand went to his belt and he unbuckled it, watching Rainbow’s eyes as they followed his every move

“What are you doing?” she whispered

“Sorting things out between us” He unbuttoned the top button on his jeans

“Shouldn’t we talk first?”

“Talking doesn’t work for us This is better”

He stalked towards her, pressing her back against the wall, hip to hip Letting her feel every hard inch of hi her kno much he wanted her No Needed her