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Encore: Descendants of Ra Book 4.
Here is a sexy little snippet of ENCORE.
Ridley sucked in a sharp breath. “I can’t sleep with you,” she whispered all breathy and needy.
What he wanted to do to her didn’t involve sleep.
Her damn curse. He got it, understood the limitations, and wouldn’t cross the line. That didn’t mean they couldn’t flirt with that line, blur it a little. Only if she’d let him. It required a leap of faith and a truckload of trust. The question: Did she have it to give?
“All I want to do is kiss you. Touch you. See you.”
Her cheeks pinkened to a lovely shade. “Why should I show you anything?” She side-eyed him, yet couldn’t hide her interest.
Oh, he liked a challenge. “Never mind.” He moved away from her, gave her his back.
“Never mind? Like that—” She snapped her fingers, “—you’re not interested.”
Slowly, he turned and lingered on everything he desired. “Oh, I’m interested. I just don’t want you to say I coerced you later.”
“I wouldn’t do that.” She planted her hand on her hip.
Yes, she would, but he didn’t hold it against her. “How about a game of cards?”
“Cards?” she snorted.
He retrieved a deck off the mantle.
“I don’t have time for cards. I have to go now. It’s getting late, be dark soon,” she mumbled but didn’t make a move toward the stairs to retrieve her stuff.
“One hand of Black Jack. I win, you stay. You win, you do what you want.”
“Why should I do that?” She ran a hand through her platinum hair making the ends stand up farther.
“Now you’re just being contrary for the sake of being contrary. Food, warmth, companionship. Those are the reasons. And if that’s not enough, I know where Josie and Marilyn are.” He didn’t wait for her answer to shuffle as he planted his ass on the floor beside the coffee table.
She stood another moment, her foot tapping. Her gaze darted from the door to the deck.
Come on, Candy Cane. Make the right choice.
“Fine.” She huffed and plopped down opposite him.
“You do know how to play, right?”
She rolled her eyes and said, “Deal.”
The first card went to her. An ace of hearts.
His card. Ten of spades.
Ridley rapped her knuckles on the table. She wanted another card. Eight of clubs. “Beat my nineteen and you win.”
He needed an ace or a ten to beat her, nothing else would win. Good thing this was his favorite deck. He pulled a card and placed it face down on top of his ten of Spades. “Sure you want to do this? I’d rather you stay because you wanted to, not because I won and forced you to.”
Her lips thinned while her eyes narrowed. EJ waited while she contemplated her options. A shame she didn’t really have any.
“Flip the card, EJ.”
With a flick of his wrist, Ridley lost the game. “Ace of Diamonds. Make yourself at home, Candy Cane. You’re not going anywhere.”
Ridley Cross will stop at nothing to break her family curse. Including enslaving an innocent man, EJ Nicolis. He doesn’t deserve it, but regardless of the consequences, she’ll use him as a means to an end. Yet, the more time she spends with EJ, the line between survival and passion blur. Can she trust the man she has shamelessly used?
Trapped in a prison of his own flesh and bones, EJ Nicolis will kill the one who placed him there. No matter how much he hungers for her, he will resist her amethyst eyes, her pouty lips, and fiery soul when he wraps his hands around her slender, graceful neck and…
With evil at every turn, the Descendants of Ra out to rescue their brother EJ—and make her pay—Ridley can’t afford to fall in love. The stakes are higher than her desires.
Greater than her needs.
More important than his life.
Or hers.
Only a cursed man would wait 2000 years for one woman.
