His Temporary Assistant

It was a lot harder to maintain my stiff backbone when my thighs were trembling. “No?”

The corner of his sinful mouth lifted. “I hear a question mark.”

My eyes zeroed in on his bandaged wrist. “What happened to you? That wasn’t there earlier when we...”

“Turning shy on me, Miss Moon?” He tucked a curl behind my ear. “I love your hair all wild. I want to feel it falling around us when I slide into you.”

Ignore him. He’s just horny.

Ignore yourself while you’re at it.

Why were we both in heat? It was really freaking annoying.

And inconvenient.

I cleared my throat. I’d just not answer him. That should work.

“What happened to your wrist?”

He tossed the shirt on the sofa and offered his arm for my inspection. Gently, I touched the base of his palm. Right below it, a red angry-looking scratch sat just above the narrow gauze bandage.

“Did I do that?”

“The scratch? Either you did it or my secret mystery lover. So secret I don’t even remember her. “

I bit my lip and touched the scratch. “Sorry. Didn’t realize I got so enthusiastic.”

“You’re apologizing for that? Hell, I wanted to get it tattooed there but the guy didn’t think that was wise with possible infection.”

My gaze lifted to his as I continued to stroke his wrist. It was almost instinctual, the need to draw out discomfort and take it into myself. Especially his.

Which didn’t make any sense at all.

“Take a look,” he said when I didn’t move to uncover the tattoo.

I peeled off the bandage and swallowed at the combination symbol of a moon and sun in virtually the same place I had a crescent moon and scattered stars on my own inner wrist. His was on the right, mine the left.

“Dex told me not to tattoo your name on me no matter how good the pussy was.” He jerked a shoulder when my gaze shot up to his. “It was spectacular, but I didn’t tell him that.”

I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to laugh—or cry. “Moon, huh, ace?”

“Goddess Moon.” He pushed back that same errant curl. “Also, a reminder that there is more contained in the earth and sky than you can imagine, Horatio. Or somet

hing like that.”

Now I did laugh. “Quite possibly the worst mangling of that line ever.”

“Yet you recognized it.”

“I did.” I covered the reddened tattoo and made myself take a definite step back. “So, what made you decide to invade my privacy and stop over for a visit?”

“Not the only thing I invaded today.”

I raised a brow.

He tucked his hands in his pockets. He had on a blindingly white T-shirt that showed off his golden tan. How did a lawyer lizard get such a glow?

“I figured we could take a ride to my place, eat under the stars.”