The Grey God (Chapter Seven, page 1 of 20)


Previous Page
Next Page

When Darian turned to find Jenn gone, he knew it was the only reason he hadn't done something they both might've regretted. He released his breath, blood pounding through his body. Her scent still lingered in the air, and he could almost feel her hands on his body again, caressing him in a way that turned him from a god in control of himself into a fawning teenager.

He wiped his face. She'd been stronger than him. She'd walked away where he couldn't.

Maybe Jenn was right. Maybe she could fuck-and-walk just as easily as Claire.

No. Jenn is not Claire. He knew this just as he knew he'd been smitten by both women.

Agitated, Darian retreated from the wine cellar to the house. He paced alone in the kitchen. Damian had come to tell him he was taking a special trip elsewhere. He'd given no more details, a sign something was up. Darian felt-not for the first time-that everyone present in the basement that day had an agenda they tried to hide from the others. Except him. He'd thought Jenn didn't either, but after that kiss … He made himself a hamburger, ate it, then raided the fridge. He was hungry for something besides food, but he couldn't have her. Yully's shepherd pie and Bianca's paella did nothing to fill the gnawing hole within him. At last, he gave up trying to make up for it with food and rose from the table.

Previous Page
Next Page


Rate This Book

Current Rating: 3.8/5 (1044 votes cast)



Review This Book or Post a Comment