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Galen turned them and backed to the bed. He sat down and disentangled
her. “That’s not the question.”
Meg seemed to sense the direction of his thoughts. She slipped to her
knees, as graceful as a queen. He’d know. He’d seen more than one in his
time. Galen pushed the thought away—just like he always did when
memories of home threatened to intrude on his new reality. Meg brought
him back with an open-mouthed kiss to his chest, working her way down
his stomach. She paused just above the line of his jeans, her breath ghosting
over the skin she’d just licked. It sent goosebumps rising in waves across
his entire body and his cock hardened impossibly in response.
She looked up, her eyes an intoxicating green in the light of the
bedroom. With her lipstick smeared from their mouths and her eye makeup
smudged, she looked exactly like what she was—a sexy as hell woman
who’d just been well-fucked.
Night’s not over yet.
As if she could hear his thought, she licked her lips. “What’s the
question, Galen?”
Did Meg know the power of his name whispered in that throaty voice?
If she didn’t, he sure as fuck wasn’t going to tell her. Galen braced on hand
back on the bed and lifted his brows. “The question is what you’re going to
do to me?”
Meg unbuttoned his jeans with shaking hands, but there were no nerves
in evidence on her face. Only eagerness. As if she couldn’t control herself
well enough to get his cock out because she could already taste him on her
lips.
It was so sexy, he could barely stand it.
It only got better when Galen looked up to find Theo leaning against the
bedroom door, watching them with the possessive look of a king surveying
his kingdom. Galen gave his head a small shake. No, Theo. This isn’t for
keeps. It didn’t matter what Theo thought, because they were leaving
tomorrow. End of story. There was no space in their new life for any
woman, let alone this woman. Even knowing her a few short hours, Galen
knew that Meg would offer nothing but complications.
Pleasure beyond imagining, maybe, but it wasn’t worth the trouble her
presence would bring.