Knight and Day (The Knight Erotic Trilogy, book 3 of 3)
Page 23
Thank God she’d shaved her legs last night was her first thought. Her second was whether her panties were visible through the thin fabric of the flirty yellow Vera Wang summer dress Keely had insisted she wear.
Oh, what the hell did it matter?
Propriety had gone out the window the moment she’d set eyes on this man. All the same, she couldn’t stop her hand from fluttering against the back of her dress as she mounted the stairs.
She heard his soft hiss and belatedly realized that all she’d done was succeed in plastering the material against her ass. Her Kardashian ass, as Keely liked to call it.
By far it was her worst feature, ridiculously large in comparison to the rest of her body. While her breasts were an okay size and her stomach and thighs responded well to exercise, having been primed with ballet from an early age, her ass let her down every time. It was why she’d given up her dreams of becoming a prima ballerina.
She reached the top of the stairs and quickly dropped her hand.
Before she could open it, he reached past her and threw the door open.
The moment she entered, she knew why she’d felt the weird sensation as she’d walked into the Executive Guest Suite.
Moving forward, she stopped in front of the glass wall, her heart hammering wildly in her throat as she looked down into the open space below.
“You were in this room when I came in.” It wasn’t a question. It was another certainty that stemmed from her soul.
“Yes.” His voice, hypnotic and sexy as hell, washed over her.
“You saw me.”
“Yes.” He was closer, close enough for her to smell him again.
“And you came downstairs?”
“I couldn’t not.”
She turned. He stood less than a pace away, those mesmerizing eyes on her. Again, his shoulders and his hands moved restlessly, as if he was physically restraining himself from touching her.
“So, what now?”
His gaze raked her from head to toe and back again. His lips parted and his tongue traced the inside of his lower lip. “Now you place your hands on the wall behind you and spread your legs.”
Stunned excitement rocked through her but she forced herself to breathe, to remain lucid. “W…why would I want to do that?”
His smile was filled with pure sin. “For your drug search, of course.”
“What…what about Tracy?”
His smile disappeared. “She won’t be conducting the search. I brought you here because now I’ve seen you, now I have you, Bethany Green, I refuse to let anyone else touch you.”
He took that last step until they were a whisper apart. His head lowered and his nostrils flared as he breathed her in, the sharp tinge of need in his every exhale. “Are you ready?” he rasped.
She looked up at him, every nerve in her body tightening with need.
“No. You’re about to put your hands on me and I don’t even know your name.”
“My name is Zachary Savage. You can call me Zach. In fact, I prefer it. Because Zachary is too long for the many times I intend for you to scream my name when I make you come.”
To continue reading High by Zara Cox, please CLICK HERE to purchase from the Amazon store
Acknowledgments
As ever, this book couldn't have happened without the help and support of some very special people.
Thanks first and foremost to Charlie Hobson, editor extraordinaire and word magician.
Also to Angela Oltmann, for being a joy to work with and for a third cover, possibly my favourite ever.
Thank you to my beautiful minxes of romance ~ the best writing buddies and friends this girl could ever wish for. I salute you.
Ditto the gorgeous ladies of Bobland ~ you know I love you all to pieces!
Special, huge thanks have to go to all of the amazing book-bloggers and Facebook groups. You guys work so hard on behalf of the authors, I'm grateful beyond words for your support and encouragement. Extra love to Gitte, Jenny and all the delicious ladies at Totally Booked, you ladies really rock my world.
Also, to all of the ladies who make every day brighter on Facebook and twitter, you are truly my cyber-sisters. Writing can be a lonely profession sometimes, but you all make it less so by being there. You make me laugh, you answer my many random research questions, you hold my hand when I'm nervous, and I've lost count of the number of glasses of wine we've shared along the way! Your support means the world to me.
Behind the scenes, I couldn't do any of this without my own special people ~ my family, my kids, and my beloved Mr.F. Special big-up to Mr.F's emerging talent in the kitchen. Who knew? I'm a lucky lady in every way. x
About the author
Kitty French is the USA Today best selling author of the Knight Trilogy.
She also writes as romantic comedy under the pseudonym Kat French. Her debut novel, Undertaking Love, is out now.
Kitty lives in England with her husband and two young sons.
To sign up for Kitty's newsletter, please CLICK HERE.
###