Glimmer (Glimmer and Glow 1) - Page 65

“Let me guess,” she said in a hushed tone as the tops of the trees sighed in a brisk lake breeze. “When you were here at Camp Durand, you excelled at woodcraft,” she said wryly, taking a step toward him.

“Never underestimate the ability to take your enemy by surprise,” he replied.

“Is that what I am? An enemy?” she asked provocatively, taking another step toward him. He remained unmoving, his narrowed gaze tracking her. He looked exceptionally good resting against that tree, his lean, powerful body seemingly relaxed, but in reality poised for action. Alice saw that he wore jeans and a plain cobalt-blue T-shirt. Dylan did incredible things to expensive European suits, but it struck her that he was born to wear jeans. They emphasized his ruggedness, his unconventionality, his origins. She realized it was one of the things she loved about him, the unique combination of power, street smarts, sophistication, and bold brute strength.

He shook his head ever so slightly and glanced at the sunny meadow where she’d just approached. “I was watching your face as you walked up just now. You’re not my enemy, but you sure looked like you were spoiling for a fight.”

Heat rushed into her cheeks when she realized he’d read her emotions so easily as she’d thought about her exchange with Judith … and her strong, bewildering feelings for him. She took anoth

er step toward him, coming within inches of his bent knee.

“Maybe I am,” she said.

“Why? What happened?”

“I don’t feel like talking about it right now. I don’t feel like talking at all,” she murmured, her gaze moving over him. He hadn’t shaved this morning. His upper lip and lower face were shadowed with whiskers. He looked good enough to eat. She resented him a little, for creating this rabid longing in her.

His hand suddenly shot out to the top of her back. He pulled her to him at the same time he lowered his bent knee. Air popped out of her lungs as she thumped against his length. He caught her surprised reaction as his mouth seized hers. He kissed her roughly. Thoroughly. Alice moaned shakily into his mouth, tangling her tongue with his, her body going tense with wild excitement. Her hands encircled his waist and she pressed closer, rubbing against him, desperate to mount the friction.

Needy for release from this tension he always built in her.

He cupped her jaw with his hand and ripped his mouth from hers. She strained against him, grinding her breasts, belly, and sex against his hardness.

“You need something to work it out, don’t you?” he rasped against her lips. “Do you want to fuck to get it out of your system?”

“I wish I could fuck to get you out of my system,” she gasped before she could censor herself.

Again, he went completely still. She swallowed thickly at something she saw blaze into his hooded gaze. Why did she always forget she shouldn’t rile him?

Or had riling him been exactly what she’d intended all along?

“I can’t help you with that, Alice.”

A tremor went through her—one of anxiety and lust—because she knew what he was saying. Every damn thing he did was designed to make her remember him until her dying day.

She went up on her toes, seeking his mouth again, begging for euphoric forgetfulness. His head moved back slightly, dodging her seeking lips. Irritation spiked through her, but she’d seen the muscle leap in his cheek and she felt his cock hardening against her. He wasn’t as unaffected and insouciant as he’d have her believe.

“Fuck me here,” she taunted, again pressing her body from sex to breasts tighter to him, rubbing her peaking nipples against his ribs. She was shameless in those moments. Sex was cut and dry, an acceptable, delectable way for her to display her need. “Fuck me in these woods against this tree.”

His mouth shaped into a snarl. “I’m not going to have you out here in the open.”

“Why?” she demanded edgily. “Are you having someone follow me?”

He blinked, his gaze going glacial. He gripped her upper arms. “Why would you say that?” he bit out.

“Are you having that manager, Sal Rigo, follow me or any of the other counselors? Because he was just sitting in the Lakeside’s parking lot last night after we finished there. It looked like he was spying on us. Is that part of Durand’s protocol for dealing with possible new hires?” she demanded.

“Of course not,” he said, scowling fiercely.

She peered at his shadowed face closely. “Why do I feel like you’re lying?”

She saw that glitter in his eyes that signaled danger. “I’m not lying. Your time is your own once you’re off the clock for the day. Rigo is not spying on the counselors in their off time.”

“He sure looked like he was,” Alice said with a lofty air.

“I’ll look into it and take care of it if there’s something to be taken care of,” he said, his mouth slanted in irritation. “But what’s this about the Lakeside? The restaurant in Morgantown? I thought I asked you to stay in last night.”

“You asked it,” she said, her tone making it clear he could ask her to do any number of things. That didn’t mean she’d do them.

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