Chapter Six

Cole felt feathery touches on his pectorals and his eyelids flipped open. Breathing steadily he stared into the face of his father’s merchandise. She had washed and released her hair from the bun and now the black, wet tendrils framed her face and fell down her front covering her naked chest. She knelt beside his low height bed and thus he couldn’t see how far they reached. A frown wrinkled his eyebrows when he saw the bruises on her face had disappeared.

He blinked wondering if it was the trick of the light. The room was dimly lit with only his bedside lamp on, reduced to a low glow. But then she was pretty close and he had pretty great eyesight to the point he had earned the nickname eagle-eye amongst his team.

He watched her lips part, distracting him from his thoughts, and his hungry gaze settled on the seductively shaped flesh. They weren&rsquo