Pulling her into a sitting position, he propped her against the back of the sofa. “Tourmaline, I need you to wake up.” Her head lolled to the side, and he gave her a little shake. “Come on and open those blue eyes for me. Right now.”
She made her first sound, a sleepy, muted little groan that reminded him of a child, and he shook her again.
“I need you to stay quiet now,” he warned her, heading back across the room and using the arm under her legs to open the door. He took a deep breath, but couldn’t scent anything or anyone in the hallway. Carrying her out of the room, Razl glanced right then left, trying to decide which direction they should go in. His gut instinct told him to head away from the muted, raucous blast of music coming from the main room of the club, so he turned left. He could only assume that the hidden exits Maggie had mentioned would be located in the building’s smaller outer rooms, like a private bathroom or a storage closet, where
Blinking her gritty eyes, Tourmaline tried to focus her wavering gaze, but it wasn’t easy. Making it onto her hands and knees, she crawled a few steps forward, until she was able to peek around the edge of the alcove.Holy…crap.She blinked again, unable to believe what she was seeing.
Tourmaline knew she should say thank-you. Be nice to him.But with the way she was hanging over his shoulder, she couldn’t stop staring at his muscular backside long enough to put any words together, fairly certain that drool was collecting in the corners of her mouth. Wow.
She smiled, relieved to see that he was okay, even though she was finding it difficult to keep her thoughts straight. One moment everything made sense with perfect clarity, and in the next, she couldn’t remember what they were doing there…or why she was finding it so difficult to concentrate.“Razl,” she said, her voice coming out as little more than a whisper. But he heard the scratchy sound, his head instantly lifting, hooded gray gaze locking with hers. “Are you okay?”
With an eager grin on her lips, Tourmaline reached down, determined to find out the answer for herself.Razl Drone had had a lot of surprises in his thirty-five years, but feeling Tourmaline Smart pinch his ass was definitely one of the biggest.“What the hell are you doing?” he shouted, nearly tripping over his own feet as he carried her into
He had to take the phone away from his ear for a moment as he struggled with Tourmaline and those wandering, sanity-destroying hands of hers again. When she finally slumped back into her seat, her fingers busy undoing the rest of the buttons on her shirt, he lifted the phone back to his ear. “What exactly are you saying?” he asked, sounding breathless and pissed and completely freaked out. “Spell it out for me, Jillian. I can’t have any gray areas here.”“Okay. If she needs to orgasm,
The motel room was decorated in pale shades of cream and blue—but the soothing color scheme wasn’t helping him relax. Razl was still as restless and on edge as he’d been when he’d found the motel on the outskirts of town.Still thrown completely off balance.And now he was stuck in this tiny space with a woman he wanted so badly he
“Take off my clothes, Razl.” They were soft, almost silent words, but he flinched as if she’d shouted them.“I can’t.” His voice was hoarse…tight, the phrase No way in hell looping through his head again and again.