Chapter 14 - Kiema

I heard a yell. A couple seconds later, there was a pounding at my door the next morning.

"Give me a second." I pulled my shirt over my head as I yelled through the closed door to my suite of rooms. Tugging my long hair out from under the shirt, I stomped to the door.

Yanking it open, I stared in shock at the mostly naked Ransom. From the ridged abs and bunched thighs, he looked good enough to eat. He also looked like he'd gained about thirty pounds of muscle since I saw him last night.

Narrowing my eyes, "Why are you in your underwear in the living room?"

He chuckled, the sound tugging at the feminine part of me. "I told you. I think something is happening to me."

As I watched, he ran his hand over his abs. The muscles twitched and rippled with every lazy swipe of his hand. I had the almost overwhelming urge to trace my tongue in the wake of his hand.

I shook my head. Touching him the last time had almost killed me. I didn't care how lickable his skin looked, or how good