Last Kiss (Hitman #3)
““Not tonight, Naomi. I think, perhaps, you should sleep now.”
“So you don’t want to see me naked?” Frown marks crease her forehead. Her fake confusion generates a wild urge inside me to soothe her, to draw her down next to me on the sofa and rub away the furrows in her brow. The feelings and sensations she is eliciting are startling and unfamiliar.
Impatient with her and myself, I speak to her more harshly than intended. “Nyet. Thank you for the invitation but I must decline.”
I can... see the words tumble inside her head as she debates how to respond, which only irritates me more. I do not need a conniving female on my hands thinking to seduce me. No matter that the thought crossed my mind earlier. My response to her was real and genuine. I am disturbed that she responds with calculation only.
For hours, Naomi had forgotten everything outside of the keys of her laptop and the scrolling screen of black with green text.MoreLess
“So you don’t want to see me naked?” Frown marks crease her forehead. Her fake confusion generates a wild urge inside me to soothe her, to draw her down next to me on the sofa and rub away the furrows in her brow. The feelings and sensations she is eliciting are startling and unfamiliar.
Impatient with her and myself, I speak to her more harshly than intended. “Nyet. Thank you for the invitation but I must decline.”
I can... see the words tumble inside her head as she debates how to respond, which only irritates me more. I do not need a conniving female on my hands thinking to seduce me. No matter that the thought crossed my mind earlier. My response to her was real and genuine. I am disturbed that she responds with calculation only.
For hours, Naomi had forgotten everything outside of the keys of her laptop and the scrolling screen of black with green text.MoreLess
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