Seducing Eve (Guardians of Atlantis) (12 page)

A heartbeat passed and then a smile creased his mouth. “So you’ll stay?”

“I’ll stay. If I can stay with you.”

This was living dangerously. This was living on the edge. Something she’d always longed to do. She would throw her old life away to stay with this man. The one man who could make her feel so damned awesome.

I’m glad.

The one man who could speak into her mind
. She smiled and whispered, “Me, too.”

“I can hear your thoughts, you know.” He kissed her forehead.

“I can hear your thoughts too. How is that possible?”

“Not sure. I couldn’t before. It was after we…in the…”

“Yes, I know,” she said. Silly man. He didn’t want to say it.

“I like you, Eve. A lot.”

“I like you too. A lot.”

“I hope it’s not too soon but I might even…love you a little.”

“Only a little?”

“A little.” He held up his hand and made a small space between thumb and forefinger.
“I don’t want to rush into anything.”

She giggled.
“I might even love you a little too. No rushing or anything.”

“So maybe if you stay…we could love each other a lot.
Eventually.”

“We could.
Eventually.” But he didn’t even know her.

“I know enough.”

She flushed. He’d heard that.

“I know enough to know you’re fearless. You not afraid to fight for yourself. For what’s right.” He kissed her temple.
“It’s one of my favorite qualities about you.”

“I don’t know what came over me here,” she said. “
I’ve never done anything like that before.”

“I’
ll teach you more. How to defend yourself.”

“You will?”

“I never want you to be afraid again.”

“I won’t. As long as you’re with me.”

“As long as you’re here, you’re mine. I’ll never let anyone harm you. Not Franco or Brice or anyone.”

And she believed that. How could she trust him so quickly in such a short amount of time? She didn’t know. But if felt
right
. And she didn’t want to lose that. Ever.

“
I want to help release the women.”

He trailed kisses down the side of her face, her neck. He was making her lose her focus.

“Okay,” he said. “You can.”

“Just like that?”

“We need all the allies we can get,” he muttered against her skin, his breath warm. It sent zinging sensations through her entire body. Right to her center core. “I want you again.”

“I want you again, too, but Lucian I’m serious.”

He flicked his tongue over the notch at the base of her throat.
Ohh…

“So am I.” He licked his way to her earlobe.

“So that’s…it then?”

“That’s it. You can stay. With me. Forever.”

“You don’t have to get permission from your commander?”

“I don’t have to get permission from anyone except you and you’ve already
said yes.”

That was good. She liked that. She smiled. “I need something binding for our new alliance.
You know. Something to seal it.”

There was
a lascivious twinkle in his eyes. “And what might that be, sweetheart?”

Swoon!
“I need it sealed with a kiss.”

“Ask and you shall receive.”

As his lips met hers, Eve sighed with contentment.

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About the
Author:

Michelle Miles is the award-winning author of fast-paced, fun-filled paranormal, fantasy and contemporary romances
. She is the author of the Ellora’s Cave epic fantasy romance series, Realm of Honor, which includes her latest book,
Only for a Knight
, the second in the series set in the Celtic Otherworld.

Currently, she is writing and publishing her
Guardians of Atlantis
series about the sexy men of Atlantis and the women who love them. She is also the author of the
Coffee House Chronicles
, a contemporary romance series set in and around a coffee house, as well as an action-adventure series
The Adventures of Ransom and Fortune.
She is a member of Romance Writers of America®, PAN Liaison of the Dallas Area Romance Authors chapter and member of the Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal chapter. Her work has placed in the highly-acclaimed Writer’s Digest Writing Competition and the Stroke of Midnight Contest sponsored by the Passionate Ink chapter. She is also a contributor of the charity paranormal anthology,
Entangled,
which has donated over $10,000 to the Breast Cancer Research Foundation.

Discover other titles by Michelle Miles
!

Guardians of Atlantis

Sizzling
Paranormal Romance

Tempting Eden
, Book 1

Seducing Eve, Book 2

Ravishing Helene, Book 3

Realm of Honor

Epic Fantasy Romance

One Knight Only
, Book 1

Only for a Knight
, Book 2

A Knight to Remember, Book 3

A Knight Like No Other, Book 4

Her Fierce Knight, Book 5

The Coffee House Chronicles

Hot
Contemporary Romance

Talk Dirty to Me
, Book 1

Nice Girls Do
, Book 2

Take Me I’m Yours
, Book 3

Sex Lust & Martinis
, Book 4

The Coffee Wars
, Book 5

The Adventures of Ransom & Fortune

Time Travel Romance

A Bend in Time
, Book 1

A Break in Time
, Book 2

Stand Alone
Novels, Short Stories and Anthologies:

Phoenix Fire
, a fantasy romance

Eorwulf
, a fantasy short story

The Soul of Sharah
, a fantasy short story

Entangled, a Paranormal Anthology

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“Crowning time,” Delilah Storm announced.

The bridesmaids
squealed with excitement. Delilah rolled her eyes.

Marion Parker’s best friend and maid of honor held the sparkling tiara and veil in one hand while gathered bobby pints with the other.

“Don’t mess up my hair,” Marion warned. She air-patted her perfect coif. She’d spent six hours at the salon on her hair and make-up. Her auburn tresses were piled high on her head with baby’s breath in the curls.

“Yes, bridezilla.” Delilah gave her a sour look with pursed lips.

Marion stood in her white dress and admired her reflection. The dress was perfection right down to the last hand-sewn glass bead along the hem and chapel-length train. She searched for months for the perfect dress, dragging her mother and Delilah to every bridal shop and bridal show in town. Delilah was not the bride-y type and hated every second of it. But she went along anyway as a good sport. She’d already been married once. It hadn’t ended well. She vowed she would never marry again.

A blush-colored sash accentuated Marion’s small waist. Around her neck she wore her grandmother’s pearls as her “something old.” Pearl teardrop earrings served as her “something borrowed” from her mother. The “something blue” was a secret on her thigh she wanted Ethan to find and gown served as the “something new.”

Her bridesmaids giggled and helped each other dress in their conservative pale blush gowns. Well, except for Delilah. She was a no-nonsense kind of gal and picked a strapless sexy number much to Marion’s chagrin.

Everything was perfect for Marion’s special day and she couldn’t be happier. In just a few hours, she would be Mrs. Ethan Michael Baxter III. She sighed wistfully
.

Glancing down at the two carat diamond ring, she saw promises of a future with the man she loved. Of that house with the white picket fence and kids running through the yard. Cartoons playing during morning breakfasts. A dog. Maybe a cat
.

Behind her, Delilah carefully placed the crown with miles and miles of tulle on her head. “Now hold still
.”

Delilah insisted on wearing a pair of four inch Christian Louboutins for
the big day—in pale blush to match the dress exactly, of course—which meant she stood at six feet tall. She had no problem seeing the top of Marion’s head as she fumbled with the bobby pins. She had a pin pinched between her dark red lips and Marion idly wondered if she’d leave lipstick behind. She knew better than to say anything, especially when Delilah stabbed her scalp.

“Ow!”

“Hold still. Almost done.” Delilah muttered around the pin.

In the reflection, Marion watched Delilah
carefully position the glittering tiara on her head. She winced as another bobby pin stabbed her scalp.

“Sorry, Mar,” Delilah said. “There. Does that feel secure?”

“Yes. Thanks, Sweeney Todd.” She smoothed strands of hair upward.

“Har. Har.” Her maid of honor stuck out her tongue in Delilah fashion before grabbing a can of hairspray. “One more coat should seal it.”