A Mate for Gideon(26)

“You tried to seduce me.” His voice had a growly edge. “You got the wrong idea when I was undressing you.” He must have seen her eyes bug out. “Don’t worry, Jenna, nothing happened.”

She half choked on the food as the first bite went down. “Oh no!” She finally sputtered, taking another gulp of her juice. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. I was just really drunk. I would normally never do such a thing. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t find you attractive because I do…” She sucked in a deep breath, realizing what she’d just said. “I mean, even though you are pretty attractive…it’s not something I would normally do.” She clamped her mouth closed to shut herself up.

His eyes crinkled at the edges. “If you had not been under the influence of alcohol I would most definitely have taken you up on your offer.” His nostrils flared as he sucked in a deep breath. “Sugar and spice and all things nice…you are very attractive to me too.”

“I don’t get the whole sugar and spice thing… I’m not wearing any perfume. I forgot to put any on.”

“It is your own unique scent and not something which comes out of a bottle.” He grinned. “Although, you do still smell of your stomach contents. It’s underlying so not overpowering.”

“Oh shit. Do I?” She felt mortified. Jenna sniffed at herself but couldn’t detect any hint of vomit smell. Ground, please swallow me now.

“You still scent mildly of alcohol and arousal as well…” His voice definitely deepened into a gravelly baritone as he said the word arousal.

“How the hell can you smell arousal on me? It’s impossible. Even if I was aroused…and I’m not.” She said putting as much emphasis into the word as she could. “You wouldn’t be able to smell it. That’s just downright crazy.”

“Call it crazy if it makes you feel better.” Gideon walked over to his closet, pulling at the towel around his hips. It fell to the floor at his feet.

Jenna’s mouth fell open and she had to force herself to snap it shut. He had just about the best body she had ever seen. Scratch that, he definitely had the best body she had ever seen. This included all the celebrities on television. His ass was a vision. She could just imagine grabbing onto it as he pounded into her.

Don’t go there.

“Call me crazy but…you’re heavily aroused again. Just admit that you like looking at my naked body.” He turned around, giving her an outstanding view of his engorged cock. His eyes glinted with humor and he folded his arms across his magnificent chest.

“What does that have to do with anything?” She dropped her piece of bacon back onto the plate. “I’ve already told you that I think you are attractive. What is it that you spoke to me about last night? How in the hell can you smell that I’m heavily aroused?”

She could see him suck in a deep breath in preparation to answer her.

“Before you say anything, please put some clothes on.” Her voice sounded a little shrill. “We can’t have any type of serious discussion with that”—she pointed at his cock—“pointing at me.”

“I’m sorry…I guess I forgot how timid humans can be.” He pulled a pair of jeans out of the closet and proceeded to step into them.

Her whole body prickled with the realization. The strange way of talking. His beyond normal good looks. It all fell into place. Her heart rate picked up and she licked her lips before swallowing thickly. “You’re not human. Shit! I should’ve guessed.” Her eyes flashed to him. It was crazy, but he somehow looked even more attractive in a pair of old jeans. Then again, the buttons were still mostly undone and his thick cock was still visible.

Gideon smiled broadly, flashing deadly looking fangs.

Oh fuck! How had she missed those?

Although her heart raced, she didn’t feel afraid. “Which one of the species are you? Since you don’t have pointy ears I’m going to rule out elf.”

His face took on a disgusted look. “No, I’m not a dress wearing pussy. That’s for fucking sure.”

“That leaves shifter or vampire.”

He smiled, looking feral. There was a wild glint in his eyes that she hadn’t noticed before. No wonder he was so damn good-looking. His growly voice and sheer size was starting to make sense. It irritated her when he didn’t answer. “So…”

“So…” He raised his brows.

“Which is it then? Do you drink blood? Or howl at the moon?” Her voice had turned a little soft and timid. There was a part of her that was afraid to know. What if he was a bloodsucker? Would he want to suck her blood?