Roman held his breath as she came out of the bathroom dripping wet and stood in front of the air conditioning vent. He could make out the curves of her silhouette and confirm that no one else had shared the shower with her.
She was alone after all... and obviously very, very hot.
Hands behind her head, she raised the mass of tangled hair and turned around to let the air cool her neck and back. He ordered himself to leave immediately. Not only was he invading her privacy, the shadowed vision before him was as erotic as anything he'd ever seen in full light.
He started to turn away, but then her arms moved and he could tell she was running her hands down her body, caressing her breasts and skimming down her stomach. She moaned softly and he knew without clearly seeing what part of her she had just stroked. His sex swelled in response and he failed to withhold a sharp intake of breath.
Instantly Erin's eyes opened wide and she yanked a sheet off the bed. "Who the hell are you? How'd you get in here?"
Roman's head was filled with possible responses but two thoughts took precedence. His unexpected arousal had made him fully visible to her. And her eyes were glowing... just like Falcon's.
"You don't need to hurt me. Just tell me what you want."
He noted that once the sheet was wrapped around her, she was able to speak in her normally calm, confident voice. Her experience as a profiler had kicked the panic right out the window.
"I would never hurt you, Erin," he said sincerely. "You are far too important. I do apologize for the intrusion. I only came to retrieve something that belongs to me."
"Don't move," she ordered flatly and kept her golden gaze fixed on him as she turned on a lamp. In a heartbeat she reached beneath the mattress and had a hand gun pointed at him.
Roman considered dramatically pushing aside the edges of his longcoat to show off his two holstered laser pistols. Instead, he sighed and made himself invisible.
"What the—" She jerked her head from side to side.
As soon as he snatched the gun from her hands, it disappeared also.
"Where are you? How did you do that?"
Retreating to a spot beyond her reach, he replied, "If you promise not to point any more weapons at me, I will explain."
She huffed and arranged the sheet more securely around her. "Fine. But I want to see who's talking to me."
Roman became visible, took off his cowboy hat and gave her his friendliest smile. "Howdy, ma'am. The name's Roman Locke and I'm a Texas Ranger Specialist—"
"Hold it right there." She glided slowly toward him, wrinkling her nose while sniffing the air. When she was within inches of him, she gasped. "It's you!" Backing away too quickly, she tripped on the sheet and landed at his feet.
Rather than helping her up, he sat down. "It appears I'm not the only one in this room with a secret identity."
"That's ridiculous," she retorted with a smirk. "My identity is public knowledge. Which reminds me, you called me Erin but I'm sure we've never met. I also realize you're the one who's been stalking me. And now I know why I could never see you!"
"But you recognized my scent, right?"
"I admit to a keen sense of smell."
"You also have exceptional night vision. I saw the reflective glow in your eyes."
She let out another huff then clucked her tongue. "How is it that you broke into my house but I'm the one being interrogated?"
"It's okay, Erin. My trainer is half Felan. Are you empathic as well?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about. Or why I'm sitting here, wearing only a sheet, while a maniacal cowboy holds me hostage in my own bedroom." She swiped perspiration off her upper lip. "And why the hell is it so damn hot in here?" She tried to rise but he grasped her hand and she went completely still.
He should never have touched her. The heat radiating from her body was nearly impossible to block but the bewilderment in her eyes kept him from melting into it. She began rocking back and forth, her breathing altered to short pants and her hands clenched into fists between her thighs. "You really don't understand, do you?"
"No! I don't understand any of this. Not you or your intoxicating smell or your disappearing act or why my eyes glow. But most of all I don't understand why the hell I've turned into some damn alley cat in heat!"
Roman almost managed to hide the smile he was feeling. With the lightest touch of his finger under her chin, he got her to meet his gaze. "Well, ma'am, I do believe I can help you with all of that."
ROMAN
Innerworld Affairs Series
Book Six
by
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MARILYN CAMPBELL has been published in the genres of suspense, erotic thrillers, futuristic, time-travel, paranormal, erotic and lighthearted contemporary romances, non-fiction metaphysical works and has had a screenplay produced. A true thrill-junkie, she has jumped out of an airplane, raced around the Indy 500 track, driven solo throughout the United States and believes a great roller coaster ride can cure whatever ails her. She currently resides in Massachusetts with her daughter and their four-legged companions, Milk-Dud and Sweetie.
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Table of Contents
Cover
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Epilogue
A Note from the Publisher
Excerpt from ROMAN (Innerworld Affairs Series, Book 6)
About The Author
LOGAN (The Innerworld Affairs Series, Book 5) Page 31
