What I could picture though was the diamond fucking ring she still wore every day on her right ring finger.
So. Many. Fucking. Questions.
“Oh yeah?” James didn’t appear at all convinced, his stare entrapped with lazy curiosity. “And what do I bring to the table?”
Without pause, I said, “Humor and a huge dick.”
James’ laughter started off low, nothing more than a rumble in his chest. Each chuckle grew louder as his smile pulled wider until he tipped his head back in laughter so thunderous, birds scattered from the trees.
His laugh reminded me of his eyes, the same honeyed sweetness flavored throughout and rich enough to sink your teeth into.
“Is James Reyes laughing?” I exclaimed.
Through his deep, boisterous chortle, he said, “Sometimes I do that.”
“I feel like I’m witnessing an eclipse or something.”
“You’re ruining it, you know.”
“I like your laugh,” I commented as he brought his head level, eyes still twinkling with amusement.
James rolled his smiling lips together, simmering the rest of his laughter to a quiet display that gently shook his shoulders. His gaze stayed on mine, focused interest speckled in his stare. “That’s awfully honest of you.”
“I don’t care enough to lie about the small things.”
That pointed eye contact softened, and then a correction popped into my head.
“Or the big thick ones, in your case.”
James blustered for a moment, mouth falling apart as he tilted his head to the sky.
“Holy fuck, are you a nightmare,” he cursed, enjoyment unmistakable in his tone.
“You’re like, super proud of your cock, aren’t you? I would be.”
Dude was fucking hung, and I watched him jacking off longer than I should have. I may be sleeping with Demitri, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t appreciate a man that looked like James, naked and wet, beating off a cock the size of his.
It was free porn, and I’m still a woman with a pulse for now.
James wouldn’t even look at me as his fingers dented tight punishment around my thighs. “I don’t ever want to hear those words come out of that mouth again.” He lowered his molten stare to me, authority carved along the ring of his darkened eyes. “Yes?”
“No,” I denied immediately, tickled-fucking-pink as his glare flamed with warning. “I’ll scream about your big cock if I want to.”
From the looks of it, Agent Reyes was about three seconds away from flipping me over and spanking the ever living shit out of me.
“You’re not funny.”
“Wanna bet?” I challenged.
I was having way too much fun to be allowed between a woman with a death wish and a man determined to keep it from coming true. There had been a definite shift between us last night that carried into today, and instead of running away from him, I really just wanted to hear his laugh again.
“No, I don’t want to bet, Scarlett.”
“Ah… too fucking bad, Hades.”
At that, I tilted my head back to the sky and screamed.
“JAMES REYES HAS A HUGE COCK!”