“There’s—there’s something different about you,” she said.
He fought a grin despite himself. “I’d hope so.”
She searched his eyes. “What are you?”
Brigan stilled. Notwho, butwhat.
He rocked back on his heels, swallowing his shock, and raised an eyebrow. “That’s an odd question, Catalina.”
“But the right one,” she said steadily.
He felt his nostrils flare but tucked away any other reaction to this.
“We barely know each other,” she continued. “But did it feel like sex with a stranger to you?”
Brigan swallowed, hating that the truth slipped so easily free: “No, it did not.”
“How did you know how to make me ...?”
“Orgasm?” he said, low and quiet.
Her cheeks darkened. “Yes. So fast. So many times.”
“You were delightfully vocal in communicating your needs.”
“It’s different,” she said. “You’redifferent. No man has ever paid attention to what I want the way you have.”
“A shame, Catalina.”
“Yes, but it’s more than that. You paid attention, but it was almost as if you ...” She exhaled a confused breath. “You got into my head.”
He tried to laugh this off. “You’re suggesting I’m a mind reader?”
“Don’t pretend like you don’t know what I mean.”
Brigan pulled in a deep breath, but it was a mistake: He could smell his sex on her above her soft, sugared perfume, and it made his blood heat all over again. Feigning boredom, he murmured, “This conversation is a little pointless, isn’t it?”
Except it wasn’t, not at all.
She lifted her chin. “I’m not leaving until you tell me what you are.”
Chapter Five
Cat shivered on the stoop. Behind her, the party roared loud enough to be heard through the thick oak door, the laughter and music an odd contrast to the intensity of her eye contact with Brigan.
“You’re cold,” he noted, voice low.
She barely noticed and waved this off. “It’s fine.”
His dark eyes lost their glimmer, and his words took on a protective growl when he murmured, “Itisn’tfine.”
“Then tell me what you are, and I’ll go back inside.”
“Back inside to that blockhead ex-boyfriend?”
A tiny thrill wormed through her at the flash of his jealousy. “I just had multi-orgasmic sex with you,” she said, shaking her head in exasperation. “I’m not going to go back in there to the worst lay of my life.”
Brigan seemed to fight the laugh, but it lit his eyes, crinkling the corners, and something eased in her chest.
