Page 187 of By His Vow

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Page 187 of By His Vow

“What?” she snaps, shooting a look over her shoulder and finding me watching her.

“You look hot,” I state, letting my eyes drop down her body.

She’s wearing a white tank and a gray pair of panties. Simple but so fucking hot.

“And you look like an overbearing asshole, but do you see me staring?” Defying her words, her eyes drop to my dick. Or maybe it’s to the wound on my stomach, I’m not entirely sure. But my dick jerks happily regardless.

Before I find any words to come back at her with, she disappears into the bathroom.

Spinning around, I stare at the creature in my bed.

“Don’t you have anywhere else to sleep?” I snarl, glaring at it as hard as it is me.

Who knew cats were capable of dirty looks?

Or maybe it’s not cats and just this devil incarnate disguised as a cat.

Its hackles rise and I get another shot of its vicious teeth.

Brilliant. Just fucking brilliant.

The toilet flushing drags me from my staring competition with the fluffy pussy, and I march toward the bathroom.

“You owe me,” I state.

“How do you figure that?” she asks, watching me in the mirror as she washes her hands.

Her eyes are wild and unfocused. Her hair is a mess and her cheeks are flushed.

She looks incredible.

“I’m bleeding because of you.”

“Debatable,” she mutters under her breath.

“My first-aid kit is down there,” I say, pointing to the drawer beneath the sink. “I need cleaning up.”

“I’m sure you’re more than capable,” she counters.

“As I said, you owe me.”

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The air turns thick as we stare at each other.

Do I feel bad about the fact that Griz attacked him?

Honestly?

No, not really. If I’m being truthful, I expected her to do so.

She’s nothing if not protective, and there was a twisted part of me that wanted him to know that someone can do a proper job of looking after me. Not that I want him to, of course.

But…

Fuck.




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