meet her gaze once more.
She felt trapped and spellbound by that stare that pinned her to where she stood. Even her lungs seemed to have stopped working as she held her breath at the sight of him. Silently Missy prayed that he wouldn’t let on they knew each other. Obviously he would realize she was there to save him, so they needed to play it cool before any of the other three men in the room suspected something was off.
A low growl vibrated from Tyler as he slightly curled back his upper lip, his sights still locked on her. Missy instinctively took a step back. When he spoke, it was only one word, said so darkly and huskily she almost missed what it was.
“ Mine .”
The declaration washed over her body, the tiny hairs on the nape of her neck rising in awareness. Goose bumps rose along her arms when he said nothing more.
“Stop trying to scare the new nurse,” one of the men said.
“Let’s hurry up and get him finished,” Geoff was saying, “so we can put him back in his cell. Obviously his mood is regressing further.”
Missy couldn’t seem to look away from him as they continued to stare into each other’s eyes. Why did his seem even colder than they normally did? Tyler always held himself slightly aloof, but she would notice that whenever he looked at her, his eyes would soften. It was part of the reason why she didn’t find him as frightening as she had when he’d first arrived. There was also something about him that gave her the impression that he would never hurt her, no matter what.
She couldn’t really say what it was, or why she felt that way, but she just knew that Tyler was safe. Not that he still didn’t make her nervous, because he did, but not because she felt he was a threat. It was just his presence, his sheer size that muddled her thoughts and made her feel like a nervous little girl whenever he was around.
That feeling of safety was completely gone as she looked into his feral gaze. Missy guessed he was putting it on for the other men, but surely he knew how much this would scare her. She knew Phoenix had explained to him how men affected Missy, so why couldn’t he at least send some sort of vibe out that would reassure he meant no harm? Instead, all she saw was open, naked lust and desire, and something else she couldn’t quite understand. Possessiveness? She wasn’t sure, but it was making her want to run out of there so fast, feeling like her legs had turned to jelly was the only thing stopping her. She’d likely take one step and fall into a heap on the floor.
“You okay?” Geoff asked, coming over to her, his hand gripping her elbow. His touch snapped her out of whatever trance she’d been in, and she turned to the confused look on Geoff’s face. Another loud growl filled the room just as she opened her mouth to reply.
Both of them looked back over to Tyler, whose eyes were trained on where Geoff held her. Anger radiated from him, his lip curling further up.
“ Mine,” he said again, his voice rough with rage. Geoff instantly dropped his hand away from her, taking a step back. Tyler’s gaze slowly move backed to hers. Some of the tension in his shoulders seemed to ease, but it could have been her imagination. She was starting to feel like the man before her was a complete stranger.
He’s just pretending, her inner voice reasoned. Taking a deep, calming breath that did absolutely nothing to ease her nerves, Missy stepped forward, placing the tray on the small table set up beside Tyler’s chair. She could feel his eyes on her as she readied the needle. Every nerve, every cell, every pore in her body seemed to be aware of him and how close they were now. If she didn’t know any better, she would have sworn she could feel the heat coming off his large body.
“I’ve never seen him this calm,” one of the men said.
Missy looked up, both eyebrows raised in disbelief.
“Trust me,” he said with a weary grin, “this is him at his best. We haven’t had any