Kade's Dark Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans #1)
Early tattooing was thought to have mystical protection, to be a talisman of sorts worn on the skin.
He defied her notions of how she imagined most supernaturals dressed; she would have expected him to be clad in black leather and chains. Instead, he struck her as classic, masterly, sensual.
He leaned in close almost touching her lips with his. Shhhh. You really have trouble listening, dont you, woman?
I love you. Forever, you are mine.
Kade grasped the nape of her neck and leaned in to speak sensually in her ear. Sydney love, you are stunning tonight. Indeed, I am going to find it hard to let you go after this dance. He kissed the lobe of her ear. You seem to like playing with two men. Enjoying our dance with Luca arent you, love? But remember this Sydney, I dont share, and at the end of tonight, you will be mine.
No, this was Philly. Drunks here boo Santa and get in more trouble than a dog with an Easter basket, and like the dog, they usually end up either sick or dead. Ah yes, another lovely eve in the big city.
pile of eggs and quite a bit of andouille.
She cuddled into him, kissing his broad, muscled chest. Kade? Yes love? I love you too. I'm not sure how it happened, or what kind of a future we can have but I love you. He kissed her head. She finally understood. She was his.
She looked down again at the floor and then up to Kade. He was dangerous: primal, unyielding. He snaked a hand around Sydneys waist, and shot her a look. No one touches what is mine. Kade was not about to discuss the topic any further. He would not tolerate anyone hurting those he loved, especially Sydney. He was vampire: decisive, formidable, territorial. And Miss Sydney Willows belonged to and with him, even if she didnt know it yet.
Sydney dearest, excuse me for saying so, but are you fucking crazy? Kade is going to go ballistic when he discovers you just left without telling him. Hell, even if you told him, hed freak out. You do get that he claimed you? And then there is the whole completing of the blood bond, not to mention he keeps telling everyone that you are freakin his! My God, woman, have you lost your ever-lovin mind?
Sydney, my future wife, I will forgive you but perhaps I should punish you first, he teased. Ah yes, a spanking perhaps?
That woman is going to be the death of me. Seriously, Luca. I ask her to stay here and move in with me and she takes off? What the hell? Get Tristan on the damn phone, and then call the airport and gas up the jet. We, my friend, are going to Philadelphia tonight. She is mine, and it is damn well time she starts to understand precisely what that means.
while I would love for her to figure out why she builds emotional walls around herself, I am a businessman, not a psychologist.
Yes! Kade, oh my God. Youre so hard, so big. Please, oh yes!
You think too much. Open your heart to him, Syd. You deserve love. You get me? Stop thinking. Start living. Okay? Safe travels.