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James glanced down at her and found her watching him.

Or, at least, he assumed she was. Her face was tilted upward to look at him, but eye contact was impossible with their masks.

It was just staring into each other’s dark mesh that covered their eyes. She could see a hint of them, but not the color or shape.

Definitely no expression, either, that he could use to gauge whether she was feeling this pull between them as well.

When she began to trace his bicep with her soft fingertips, he suspected she did.

The chairs in the room were so close together that when she shifted in her seat, their legs brushed.

Again, she made no move to pull back.

His breath caught, and his pulse sped up. As discreetly as possible, he tried to sneak a glance to where their legs had made contact.

His blue and black scales fused with the purple and green ones she wore.

And wow, those leggings hugged every inch of what looked to be shapely legs and soft, luscious thighs.

The type of thighs a guy wanted to bury his face between.

He bit back a groan.

Where is your mind going? Stop it.

But it was hard to stop his thoughts. Not when his gaze drifted higher to where the leggings nearly hugged the juncture between her legs.

He could already envision tugging them down over her curvy hips.

What would she be wearing? A thong? Or nothing. There were definitely not panty lines he could see.

What would she look like naked? More so, how would she taste on his tongue?

Would she scream?

Maybe she sensed the direction of his thoughts, because the fingers that had been exploring his bicep began to knead.

And doing what a man would do under those circumstances, he flexed just enough to let her feel.

He knew his muscles weren’t as big as the guys who lifted weights all day, but they weren’t small fries, either.

And her soft sigh of wonder proved it. She shifted closer.

Oh, my god. I think she really might be into me.

The realization almost sent him into a panic.

What the hell did he do next? This was such a novelty to him. There’d only been Hannah.

And now there was the possibility of Nadia?

Channel your inner Aidan. You’re an alpha. How would he react?

With motherfucking confidence. That’s how.

With his heart beating quicker in his chest, he moved his hand just enough so it brushed the side of her thigh.

And he left it there.


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