The pain in her stomach was excruciating. The only thing stopping her from passing out was fear for Mekhi. His crazy brother, Damian, had attacked him while they had been in the shower. They had been kissing, on the brink …
Something was wrong. He knew it, he just couldn’t figure out what. Where was Alayna? That was Mekhi’s only concern. He didn’t care about himself, he didn’t care about anything, so long as she was safe that was all that …
Those dark eyes, blacker than black. Alayna couldn’t resist staring into them. She shouldn’t, she knew that, he was dangerous, and he wouldn’t hesitate to hurt her if she made him angry. And yet . . . he was Mekhi. …
Mekhi watched her sleep. She was so beautiful. Almost too beautiful. If she wasn’t, she would never have been able to wiggle through all his defences. But one look at that pretty smile, those long-lashed blue eyes, that silky …
Lips whispered across hers. For a moment Alayna forgot everything. Where she was, what had happened to her, what her life had become, it all faded away. All she could think about was that the man she loved was kissing …
