Hero Unmasked: 3 (Heroes of Saturn) Read Free Page A

can’t sense emotions like we can. She’d make you be the Chameleon all the time if she knew how some of these women felt about her husband.”
    Brett clicked her tongue at them. “You do know Amaryllis is teaching me Skandavian? Soon you won’t be able to talk around me.” She smiled sweetly. “Now, if we can get back to the task at hand.”
    Dhavin nodded but his attention drifted back to the sea of emotions rising from the gathering crowd. The appearance of the Chameleon always inspired a mixture of reactions from awe to curiosity, as well as admiration and a high level of desire from the female population.
    But today there was a headier sensation in the air. A sense of longing that was dark and rich, like a chocolate from his favorite sweet shop, and the sensation thickened his blood. He looked over his shoulder and spotted the source of the sweetness standing on the top of a child’s play structure.
    Fiona Corrione.
    Owner of the Sugared Thistle Candy and Bakery, and from the moment he first saw her two months ago, the star of his wickedest fantasies.
    He couldn’t name exactly what it was about her that fascinated him, but all he wanted to do was scoop her up and carry her away to where he could caress every inch of her soft skin and make her cry out his name as he gave her orgasm after crashing orgasm.
    And she hated him.
    Well, maybe hate was too strong a word, but she definitely didn’t like him. His knowledge of American slang was feeble at best, but the conversation he overheard her have with her aunt earlier did not sound encouraging. And he’d be damned if he knew why she felt that way.
    He was always friendly to her, gave her lots of compliments, and spent a good chunk of his paycheck at her store. He had so many of her confections, he had to tack twenty miles to his morning run to burn the extra calories. Yet nothing he did eased the wariness he sensed coming from her whenever he approached. On the outside she’d smile and be the epitome of politeness, but she’d watch him like one does a cat that allows you to pet them yet has a history of rearing back and biting at a moment’s provocation.
    What did he have to do to have her look at him the way she was looking at his cousin right now? Standing on that structure, she was like a character out of one of the epic human novels he read on his journey to Earth. The wind played with the loose curls that escaped her bun, and her cheeks and nose were the most charming shade of pink. The soft pad of her lower lip was trapped between her white teeth and those chocolate eyes shimmered with heated thoughts he’d give his trusted sword to know.
    “Are you coming or not?”
    He jerked at the shout. “What?”
    The cutouts in Kristos’ mask highlighted his narrowed stare and downturned mouth. “What is wrong with you? There are people we need to save, or is there somewhere more important you need to be at this time, botjka ?”
    “Fuck off, Chameleon . I’m right behind you.” He didn’t need his cousin calling him an inept, untried virgin warrior to add to the injury he nursed from Fiona’s coldness.
    He joined Kristos at the front of the big rig and pointed to a cross-section of logs. “That area right there concerns me the most. If we lift the logs in the wrong order, the rest will come crashing down. Can you move fast enough and not be crushed into the side of the building?”
    “I guess we’ll find out.” Kristos placed his foot on the grill, ready to climb.
    Dhavin stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. “Careful.”
    “Thank you,” Kristos said with a grin. They may cut each other down on occasion, but blood was blood and family meant everything.
    The Chameleon scaled up the side of the trailer and began to carefully pluck the thousand-pound-a-piece logs as if they were kindling and dropped them to the asphalt below. Each resulting boom as wood smacked into ground made Dhavin flinch and emphasized the seriousness of the situation.
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