against hers.
“Then get off me!” Angel hissed, arching her
body in an effort to dislodge him. His muscled thighs and powerful
legs flexed against hers, easily holding hers still.
“Not until you tell me who you are,” he
grated in a rough voice.
His warm breath slapped her in the face. “I
live here,” Angel said without hesitation, glaring up into his
shadowed face. She was aware there was no way he could see her
because it was too dark.
“The hell you do.”
How did he know that? “The police are
on their way so I suggest you let me up and get out of here.” Her
energy was beginning to wane. He was too strong and big, and the
longer they remained like that, the more she began to feel
uncomfortable with their intimate proximity.
“Good. Then we can get to the bottom of
this.”
That wasn’t the kind of response an intruder
would make if he were caught in someone else’s house. Maybe he was
delusional or something. Angel decided to switch tactics. “These
stairs are hurting me,” she said weakly.
Things grew still between them and she
sensed his silent contemplation, as if he were wondering if he
should believe her. She whimpered a little for good measure.
“Okay, I’m going to let you up, but don’t
try anything stupid,” he warned.
The second he released her and lifted off
her body, Angel got to her feet and dashed the rest of the way up
the stairs.
“Son of a bitch!” he cursed behind her.
Angel slammed and locked her bedroom door in
his face. She didn’t know what she hoped to accomplish, except to
get away from him until the police arrived. What was taking them so
long? She ran to one of the windows and opened it. Maybe she could
push out a screen and—
Without warning her bedroom door was kicked
in. She screamed and made a beeline for her connecting
bathroom.
“Oh, no, you don’t.”
A muscular arm wrapped around Angel’s waist
and she was lifted off her feet. “Let me go!” She wiggled and
kicked, very much aware that her butt was against a very intimate
part of his body. Burning heat replaced the fear flowing through
her blood because his cock wasn’t as flaccid as it should have
been.
“Look,” he slammed her down onto the bed and
for the second time she found herself pinned beneath his superior
strength. “Before this goes any further I think we need to
talk.”
“You can talk to the police,” she panted,
twisting beneath him.
“I intend to,” he said without hesitation.
There was a confidence in his tone that surprised her.
Without warning he reached up and turned on
the reading light at the head of the bed. How did he know that
was there? Meeting eyes the color of blue topaz, everything in
Angel froze, including her breath. Oh God, I know those
eyes! She didn’t know the man personally, but she knew of him
from the pictures on the fireplace mantle downstairs. He was
Diana’s older brother, and Navy SEAL Bishop Strong. Suddenly
everything made perfect sense.
After six years, he’d finally come home!
Chapter 2
Bishop didn’t know the woman beneath him,
but his gut told him that she knew him. The shock on her face
revealed that she recognized him, and that she probably hadn’t
broken into his sister and brother-in-law’s house. So why was she
there, and where were they? He sensed a change in the woman beneath
him. Her body relaxed beneath his, and suddenly he was lying on a
soft, appealing woman who smelled of springtime, fresh and slightly
floral.
The light above her head reflected the
sparkle of green-gold, cat-shaped eyes that were fringed with thick
black lashes. They were looking up at him now, filled with
confusion and another emotion that he couldn’t name. Her thick
brown hair was wild around her, framing her pretty face and naked
shoulders. He sobered as his gaze swept over her partial nudity,
the graceful curve of her shoulders, and the full curves of her
breasts.
Fuck! All of a sudden the situation
between them had changed. No
“Then get off me!” Angel hissed, arching her
body in an effort to dislodge him. His muscled thighs and powerful
legs flexed against hers, easily holding hers still.
“Not until you tell me who you are,” he
grated in a rough voice.
His warm breath slapped her in the face. “I
live here,” Angel said without hesitation, glaring up into his
shadowed face. She was aware there was no way he could see her
because it was too dark.
“The hell you do.”
How did he know that? “The police are
on their way so I suggest you let me up and get out of here.” Her
energy was beginning to wane. He was too strong and big, and the
longer they remained like that, the more she began to feel
uncomfortable with their intimate proximity.
“Good. Then we can get to the bottom of
this.”
That wasn’t the kind of response an intruder
would make if he were caught in someone else’s house. Maybe he was
delusional or something. Angel decided to switch tactics. “These
stairs are hurting me,” she said weakly.
Things grew still between them and she
sensed his silent contemplation, as if he were wondering if he
should believe her. She whimpered a little for good measure.
“Okay, I’m going to let you up, but don’t
try anything stupid,” he warned.
The second he released her and lifted off
her body, Angel got to her feet and dashed the rest of the way up
the stairs.
“Son of a bitch!” he cursed behind her.
Angel slammed and locked her bedroom door in
his face. She didn’t know what she hoped to accomplish, except to
get away from him until the police arrived. What was taking them so
long? She ran to one of the windows and opened it. Maybe she could
push out a screen and—
Without warning her bedroom door was kicked
in. She screamed and made a beeline for her connecting
bathroom.
“Oh, no, you don’t.”
A muscular arm wrapped around Angel’s waist
and she was lifted off her feet. “Let me go!” She wiggled and
kicked, very much aware that her butt was against a very intimate
part of his body. Burning heat replaced the fear flowing through
her blood because his cock wasn’t as flaccid as it should have
been.
“Look,” he slammed her down onto the bed and
for the second time she found herself pinned beneath his superior
strength. “Before this goes any further I think we need to
talk.”
“You can talk to the police,” she panted,
twisting beneath him.
“I intend to,” he said without hesitation.
There was a confidence in his tone that surprised her.
Without warning he reached up and turned on
the reading light at the head of the bed. How did he know that
was there? Meeting eyes the color of blue topaz, everything in
Angel froze, including her breath. Oh God, I know those
eyes! She didn’t know the man personally, but she knew of him
from the pictures on the fireplace mantle downstairs. He was
Diana’s older brother, and Navy SEAL Bishop Strong. Suddenly
everything made perfect sense.
After six years, he’d finally come home!
Chapter 2
Bishop didn’t know the woman beneath him,
but his gut told him that she knew him. The shock on her face
revealed that she recognized him, and that she probably hadn’t
broken into his sister and brother-in-law’s house. So why was she
there, and where were they? He sensed a change in the woman beneath
him. Her body relaxed beneath his, and suddenly he was lying on a
soft, appealing woman who smelled of springtime, fresh and slightly
floral.
The light above her head reflected the
sparkle of green-gold, cat-shaped eyes that were fringed with thick
black lashes. They were looking up at him now, filled with
confusion and another emotion that he couldn’t name. Her thick
brown hair was wild around her, framing her pretty face and naked
shoulders. He sobered as his gaze swept over her partial nudity,
the graceful curve of her shoulders, and the full curves of her
breasts.
Fuck! All of a sudden the situation
between them had changed. No
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