Waking the Beast(26)

Neither of them looked comfortable, and she almost laughed. They didn’t realize who she was. She couldn’t blame them. She’d gotten a glimpse in the mirror earlier. The last time they’d seen her she’d been in her normal baggy jeans and sweatshirt, her hair pulled back in a sloppy ponytail, and glasses perched on her nose. Now she wore the clothes Tah had picked up for her, which left none of her curves hidden. Her hair was long and loose around her, the curls still damp from washing it. And her glasses were gone, no longer needed as her sight kept getting better.

Plus, she glowed from the time she’d spent with Tah. From his touch, his warmth, his love, or his bite? It didn’t matter. She glowed with how he made her feel. Cherished. Precious. Needed. She didn’t think anyone had ever needed her in her entire life. But Tah needed her.

She blushed as they took in the obviously slept in bed. She wondered if the room smelled of sex to them or if it just smelled that way to her.

“You can have a seat at the table.” She waved her head in that direction as she hurriedly pulled the comforter up and over the mussed bed.

She could feel their eyes on her as she moved about the room, making sure everything was picked up and ready to go when Tah arrived. She found his dirty jeans under the edge of the bed and bent to pick them up. Her cotton panties were peaking out of the pocket.

She gritted her teeth as her anger fought with arousal. He’d had her panties the whole time! Why did that thought make her sigh a little bit inside?

She felt a smile tug at her lips. He’d had her panties the whole time. Knowing that shouldn’t turn her on. It really shouldn’t.

She heard the roar just before the door burst open as Tah crashed in. She went to her knees, turning to face him as Reno and Logan came to their feet.

“Tah?” Logan questioned, and Abby could see the shock on his face.

Tah’s lips were peeled back in a grimace that allowed a full view of his elongated canines as he backed toward where she knelt, a growl rumbling in his chest.

He snarled as Reno started to step forward, stopping Reno in his tracks.

“What the fuck, Tah?” Reno ground out, frustration and confusion showing on his face.

She stood up, barely making it around Tah before she found herself grabbed around the waist and hauled up against his chest. She grasped his shoulders to hold on as her feet dangled off the floor.

“You really need to stop doing that,” she huffed, and the growl deepened. “And quit growling at me. You invited them here. What did you expect?”

“I didn’t expect to come back and find them here in this room with you, while your lust filled the air.” His voice resonated with anger.

She punched his shoulder without thinking. “Are you accusing me of something? Put me down! Put me the fuck down, right now!”

He gave her a contrite look as he inhaled, and she knew he could smell beneath the anger to the underlying hurt. He thought she might want someone else. As if that were even possible. Not for her. There would never be anyone but Tah. He gingerly lowered her until her feet touched the floor again.

She stood in front of him, hands fisted on her hips and glared up at him. His jeans were still dangling from one hand, while her panties were tucked inside the fist of the others.#p#分页标题#e#

“I let them in because you obviously called them, though I wouldn’t know that since you conveniently forgot to let me know. Secrets, Tah. I tried to warn you about that.”

“And your lust?” he demanded, and she did her best to ignore the discreetly cleared throats behind her.

“I was trying to make sure we weren’t leaving anything behind. I found these under the bed.” She jiggled his jeans in her hand before throwing them at his feet. “And guess what I found in your pocket?” She dangled her panties up from one finger, no longer caring what Reno or Logan thought. She was good and pissed now. “Trust me, I’ll never make the mistake of getting a little mushy or turned on by the thought of you doing something like this again.”

She went to storm past him to the restroom, if for no other reason than to slam the door and give herself a few minutes to calm down and deal with the embarrassment she was sure to feel soon. She’d just dangled her panties in front of him, while his buddies looked on. But of course, he didn’t let her go.

She found herself trapped against the wall again, with him pressing tightly against her. And why were her legs always lifting to wrap around his waist when he did that? She really needed to work on that little reaction. He took the panties from her, and she did her best not to react as he stuck them in the pocket of the jeans he was wearing now.