Semua Bab Killer Curves (Dangerous Curves 3): Bab 81 - Bab 86

The last time that Mac had seen her, her hair had been honey-blonde, she’d been fresh-faced and glowing, and she’d lived in loose dresses. Now, her hair was bright pink, her face was covered in dramatic make-up and piercings, she had a tattoo on her neck, her amazing body was covered in tight garish clothes – but it was her, no fucking doubt. One thing about her hadn’t changed and he zeroed in on it.Mac looked across the room and met Mirrie’s eyes – those perfect violet eyes that he’d dreamt about almost every night for the past four years. Eyes that had bewitched him even before she’d said a word, before he’d even known her name. Eyes that he never thought he’d see again.What the fuck? I thought she’d left Denver…Mirrie was frozen, simply unable to believe that Shane was standing in the same goddamn room that she was. Somewhere deep inside, though, she’d always known that this day would come. More than once, she’d glanced up at the door of the café where she worked and seen a man

Aidan stood in the bedroom doorway, quietly observing Gabriela. She was on the living room sofa, of course, staring at the TV, as usual. She was surrounded by a dozen blankets and six pillows, and she had another blanket wrapped tightly around her shoulders. Aidan was sure that if he actually managed to pry the blanket away from her grip, she’d be shaking.For the past month, she’d barely left that safe little nest that she’d built for herself. She dozed there during the day, twitching and jerking when the nightmares came, and she sat there all night. All the lights on, the TV on, volume up, bolt upright on the sofa, staring blankly at the screen and seeing nothing. Waiting for the sunrise, so she could finally sink into an uneasy sleep.Aidan had tried everything he could think of to coax her back into their bed and his embrace, and when she’d refused, he’d backed off. He’d hoped that with time, she’d come to him on her own. So night after night, he lay in bed with the door open and

Before she even really knew what was happening, she started moving across the bed to him. Slowly, quietly, watching him the whole time. With every inch she gained, she felt the cold inside of her start to thaw, the darkness surrounding her start to recede. That was when she knew – really knew – that holding herself away from Aidan had been a mistake. She couldn’t rejoin the living without him. She needed him to help her breathe.Gabi was right next to him now, and she ran her fingertip down his cheek, over his chin, up to his lips. She traced their sensual shape, remembering how it had felt to have those lips on her own, on her breasts, between her legs. Those golden eyes opened now, startled and worried, but when she smiled at him, he smiled back.“Morning, darlin’,” he said in that exaggerated drawl that always made her laugh. “What are you doin'?”“Touching you.” She ran her fingers down his throat, gentle on the raised scar from the bullet. “Is that OK?”“Hell, yeah, it’s OK. Tou