![]() ![]() "Nïx did this! She swapped out all my underwear and hose." "I never would've suspected such naughty underthings from prim Miss Ashwin." He hooked his forefinger under the waistband of a thong, then spun it around. "You can't just go through my belongings!" She emerged then, wearing a bathrobe drawn up to her neck. But the thought of prim Holly in those wicked scraps of silk sent blood rushing to his groin. He didn't need outrageous lingerie to turn him on. "Hellooo, lingerie," he murmured.Ĭade considered himself a male of simple tastes. Thinking this a fine time to snoop, he crouched beside the bag, dragging it away from the wall so he could open the top wide.Īfter rooting through her folded skirts and sweater sets, he opened the side compartment, raising his brows at the contents. Cade was itching to get a look at Nïx's letter. He set the laptop back on the table, his attention drifting to her suitcase. A few months ago, when he'd finally become convinced he could never have Holly, Cade had given a halfhearted try for a witch, but she'd wanted another. He hadn't been with another woman since the day he'd met Holly, the longest stretch of celibacy since he'd first had sex. He leaned back in his chair, trying to imagine a life filtered of anything sexual. After routine Web stuff, he Googled a couple of things, unsurprised to find that she had the safe content filter on. Her wireless laptop and cell phone sat perfectly parallel on the desk, charging.Ĭade needed to check his e-mail and sports scores and map out their route for the day, so he opened her computer, and signed in as a guest. The trash can was pressed directly against one end of the dresser, her suitcase against the other end. The alarm clock on the bedside table was flush against the wall with no wire to be seen, and the remote control sat at a right angle to the center of the clock. She'd clearly remade the bed and adjusted the pillows on the room's small sofa, which she'd also moved a few feet over. With the fourth, she'd propped the chair's back against the table, leaning it forward on two legs. Three of the four chairs were neatly pushed in. ![]() ![]() He'd watched her enough to learn about her eccentric eating habits.Ĭade had wondered why she hadn't hurried into the shower and been dressed by the time he returned, but now as his gaze swept the room, he realized she hadn't been able to drag herself away from rearranging everything not nailed down. Finding her something to eat actually had turned into a hunt - because she had such strict criteria. Since he could only distinguish a vague shape behind the clouded-glass shower stall, he decided to comply with her requests.Ĭrossing to the dining table, he set down the plastic bag of food. "The male's back from the hunt," he called, grinning at her outraged screech. He grasped the bathroom door handle, gave a heft to easily break the lock, then swung the door open wide. She was still in the shower when he returned, which meant she was fair game. If you want to grab a shower, now's the time." At the door, he said, "And, Holly, do not take those pearls off. "Can you just get me a bottle of orange juice? I don't like food prepared by others." Or by myself. It's too early for room service, but there's a breakfast place across the street." "If you're going to be up for about twenty minutes more, I could go for some food. ![]() Her stomach chose that moment of silence to growl loudly. "But you'll have a hard time defending yourself when you're asleep. She was alternately discomfited and pleased by his ready confidence in her abilities. "Because we're still too close to your last known whereabouts. It's against the rules of the Lore to tell humans about our world." If I can get this reversed, he never has to know." "How exactly are you going to explain any of this?" "How exactly would I explain this to my boyfriend?" Sharing a room with the husky-voiced demon she'd been dreaming about in the car? This wouldn't work at all. With her arms crossed over her chest, she said, "Just call me about thirty minutes before you're ready to leave tonight." ![]()
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