tears in her eyes. “Thank you.
I’ll be fine.”
Hudson beat a retreat from the room, relieved when heard the splash of water on
the other side of the closed door. Briefly, he fisted his hand around the base of his cock and dragged it up and then down in a futile attempt to bring down his lust just a notch.
Trea’s scent still filled his head He leaned against the cool wood and closed his eyes, imaging her naked and soaking in his tub. With a low growl, he headed back into the
living room and grabbed up his cell phone. His call with Titus had been brief but there were details to discuss.
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“My king, I’m sorry to disturb you.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’m still awake.”
“It struck me that Trea will want to see to the burial of her parents,” Hudson said.
“She’s grieving. Not only is this eating at her, but we need to do something to explain away why their home is suddenly empty.”
Titus sighed over the phone. “Already on it, Hudson. Kevin dug through the glove
box of the truck and we’ve located their place through the address on the car insurance papers. I’ve already dispatched a private plane to east Texas. With some computer
digging, I learned that Brant Morgan had already quit his job in the oil fields. No one will think much about the house being suddenly empty. Kevin and his men are
retrieving the bodies of Brant and Celia Morgan as we speak. They’ll be brought here to Sanctuary for proper burial. I believe, if the hunters who shot them down were in hot pursuit of Chantrea, they neglected the panthers they’d shot. The bastards.”
“Yeah. If I could I’d kill them myself.”
“I’m glad you found her in the woods, Hudson. She couldn’t be in better hands.”
Hudson barked a sound. “I’m not so sure about that, my king.” He wanted to do
disreputable things to her sweet body and knowing that she was exhausted was the
only damn thing holding him back. He felt like the biggest of creeps.
“I doubt that, Hudson. In all the many years I have known you, you have done
nothing less than what is honorable and right.”
When they disconnected, Hudson went to a drawer and pulled out of pair of worn
sweatpants. He didn’t need further affirmation that he was hard and horny and wanted
to fuck the woman lolling just a few steps away in his bathtub. As an afterthought, he pulled out his largest, softest tee shirt for Chantrea to use. She had come to him with nothing but the clothes on her back, after all.
Knitting his brow, he tossed the tee shirt to the foot of his king-sized bed before
neatly pulling down the bedspread and sheets. He’d take the guest room tonight and
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with. He didn’t know a damn thing about comforting women but he wasn’t a fool. Her
life had changed completely in the blink of an eye. But he would be here when she
finally needed him. Hudson already knew he would claim her when the time came and
in the interim, he would use every bit of charm at his disposal to make her more
accepting of the fact that she was his.
Roughly thirty minutes later, he realized there was no sound, no movement coming
from the bathroom. Hudson stood by the closed bathroom door, hesitant to disturb her
but worried. Rapping lightly, he called out. “Are you okay, Trea?”
No answer.
He opened the door and moved into the steam-filled bathroom to see her lying in
the water. Her eyes were closed but even with the slight camouflage of the water, he
noted the trembling of her limbs. Tears seeped from beneath closed eyelids to trail
down her cheeks. His heart thumped hard. Unable to resist, he sent his gaze over her
naked body. She was slender yet curvy in all the best ways. Her breasts were full,
crowned by soft pink nipples. The flare of her hips made his fingers itch to stroke. Her legs were long, sexy stems that he wanted wrapped around