His tongue dipped inside my mouth, and he swallowed my moan. He rested his hand in my hair, tilting my head for better access as he tasted everything I willingly gave.
My body heated. Need flamed to life. A familiar feeling that I’d only ever experienced in my astral state made my blood come alive.
I was lost in his taste and his touch. I was drowning, and he was the only one who could save me.
He broke the kiss. His erratic breath matched mine as he stared down at me. His gaze was filled with a clouded confusion, and a bit of anger stared back at me.
“Shit,” he said, releasing me and stepping back. He scrubbed his face as if trying to wake up from a nightmare. “You…”
I shook my head. “You kissed me, not the other way around, but don’t worry. I won’t let you do it again.”
I retrieved the lighter, then sidestepped him into the room, trying hard not to show just how much that kiss had frazzled me.
Starting the fire, I glanced over my shoulder to find him watching me from across the room.
“Do you have any clothes in this place? If so, you might want to put some on.”
“Why? Is my grandmother’s robe turning you on?”
Hugh cursed beneath his breath and left the room, probably looking for some place to wait, far away from me.
Ten minutes later, he reappeared with blankets he’d pulled off the bed. He laid them out in front of the fire, left and returned again, this time with pillows. He lay down, resting the gun by his side, and gestured for me to join him.
“Yeah, no. That’s a bad idea.”
“Relax, Honor. I’m not going to let anything happen. You need sleep.”
My eyes searched his to see if he was telling the truth. Determination stared back at me.
“And you think I’ll be able to fall asleep next to you?”
His lips twisted in a grin. “No, but your sisters will be less likely to shoot me if you trusted me enough to fall asleep in my arms.”
Self-preservation made sense. I lowered to my knees and relaxed back into the pillows he’d brought out. “You sure you won’t asleep?”
“I’m sure,” he answered. “I’ll wake you if I need to.”
I turned, giving Hugh my back, snuggling into the pillow and the blankets. For the first time in my life, my astral projected form stayed in my body and my nightmares were non-existent.
* * *
I slept betterin the rain; the sound of water hitting the windows helped drown out noises from my house. I snuggled into the warm hold and ran my hand over a hard chest.
I stilled and slowly lifted my lids.
Hugh had his arm beneath my head, and I rested in the crook of his arm, snuggled against his warm naked body.
“Sleep well?” he asked. His voice held a tint of amusement. A huskiness lingered in the tone, making the sound even more sexy.
“Sorry,” I said, lifting my hand to roll away from him. He rested his hand on top of mine and moved it back against his chest.
His hand covered mine in warmth and strength. My palm rested against the hard planes of his chest and heated skin.
A tense silence enveloped the room, only starting to melt when he spoke. “No need to hurry. You’re keeping me warm.”
I lifted my head to find the fire had gone out. “How come you didn’t add some logs?”
“If I’d moved, it would have woken you up. You were kind of wrapped around me.”
I looked up into his eyes, knowing better than to trust him. I didn’t know him at all. “My sister didn’t show?”
