After his offer of blood she was feeling more off-balance than ever.
“I am going to shower,” Rex said abruptly before turning and leaving her standing by the front door.
O-kay. What had that been about? Too mentally exhausted to think about it, she headed for her kitchen in search of food. Food and rest were the two cure-alls for everyone. Right now her wolf was restless though, wanting Rex’s presence more than anything.
Rex tried to will his cock to go down as he pulled on a pair of jeans Margery must have left for him when he was in the shower. They smelled like Grant so he guessed the alpha must have brought them over. Rex was just glad they didn’t smell like some random male. She’d left a T-shirt too but he decided to go shirtless. He wanted her as aware of him as possible.
Something had shifted between them since they’d returned to her place. She hadn’t minded his touch, had even reached for him. He wasn’t sure if there was more to it than just her needing simple comfort. Either way, he liked it. He found her in the living room curled up on the couch with a book in hand. All the floor to ceiling length drapes were closed, so the room was incredibly dim. He wouldn’t know it was daylight if his internal clock didn’t tell him. She must have pulled the hurricane shutters in place, which he found incredibly thoughtful.
Putting her book down, she smiled when she saw him. The open way she greeted him stroked against his senses in the most erotic way. Almost immediately her smile disappeared as her gaze raked hungrily over his bare chest. Her mouth parted slightly, her full lips so damn kissable he had to restrain himself from groaning out loud.
If she kept looking at him like that he didn’t think he’d be able to show any restraint. Not if she gave him the green light. If that happened…his body tightened in anticipation. Just imagining her underneath him, completely surrendering to the electric heat between them, made it hard to think straight.
“Your eyes are doing that glowing thing again,” she said, drawing his gaze away from her very kissable lips to her eyes.
“Seems to be a permanent thing around you.” The words escaped before he could stop himself.
“Can you control it?” There was only curiosity in her voice, nothing to indicate it bothered her.
“For the most part.” He just didn’t want to. No, Rex wanted Margery to see all of him. He was a vampire and he wasn’t going to hide that part of himself. “Did you…” He wanted to ask her if she’d given any thought to his offer of blood, but couldn’t force the question out. She’d seemed so shocked by his offer before and he didn’t want to hear her rejection, but the thought of sharing his blood with her made him so hard it hurt. Clearing his throat, he continued. “Did you still want to watch a movie?”
She nodded and reached for one of the remote controls on her wooden coffee table. “I wasn’t sure if you’d be too tired. Honestly, don’t feel like you need to babysit me.”
He snorted as he joined her on the couch, sitting closer than she’d apparently expected if her soft exhale was any indication. “I only sleep a few hours during the day.” At his age it was all he needed unless he’d been seriously injured and had to heal.
“If you’re sure…” She trailed off as she started pressing buttons on one of the remote controls. Moments later a list of movies came up on the screen. “These are all in my queue. Some I’ve seen, others I’ve been waiting to watch.”
He laughed out loud as he scanned the selection. “They’re all vampire, werewolf or zombie movies.”
She grinned, taking his breath away. “I know. I watch the vamp and werewolf movies mainly because I think they’re more comedy than horror but I love zombie movies. And there’s a new television show about zombies I’m not caught up with this season. Totally my not-so-guilty pleasure.”
It struck him as funny that she enjoyed zombies. “You pick then.”
She didn’t argue, just chose the current season of the television show and settled back against the couch. The scent of her desire lingered in the air, subtle but strong enough that he had no doubt she wanted him. After what she’d been through though, he wanted to tread lightly.
“You might have to fill me in a little,” he said, scooting a couple inches closer after about ten minutes had passed. To his surprise, she subtly shifted closer, leaning toward him. But he didn’t want subtle. Taking a chance, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
In response she closed the last few inches between them and laid her head half on his shoulder, half on his chest as he pulled her close. She wrapped an arm around his waist and curled her body into his. The feel of her fingers gliding across his bare skin made him shudder.