eyes followed it, the grey of them becoming stormy while they roamed over her bare shoulders and chest. “You stopped hunting, why?”
He dropped his gaze to the floor and frowned again.
Maybe she was asking too many questions. She was
surprised he was letting her sit here like this without making her explain how she came to be laying on his
porch naked with a gunshot wound. If she were him, she would have demanded answers.
“How do you know all this?”
She smiled at his question. It was about time he asked that.
“I’ve watched you,” she said and shifted on the seat so her feet were on the floor. She didn’t bother covering her legs again. He’d already seen her buck-naked and
she’d wanted that for so many years now that she
needed to make the most of the feeling of his heated
gaze roaming her body. “I used to watch you hunt at
night. I’m a hunter too. I love the dark. It makes
everything seem so wild .”
He swallowed hard.
Scott cleared his throat and gulped another mouthful of whisky, hoping to calm himself but only adding to the
wildfire spreading through his body. Was she trying to get him like this? Her eyes were full of intent and her body language was speaking words straight to his libido.
He wished she’d given him a straight answer about how
she knew him. Had she really watched him at night? She would have had to be close to him to even make him
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out. The night up here was pitch black unless there was a full moon.
Full moon. He got stuck on those words. The hunter’s
moon was tonight. Did she only hunt during a full moon?
Was that why she was out there?
Another gunshot echoed around the mountain and he
snapped his head up when she jumped to her feet. He
watched her turning on the spot as though she was
trying to make out the direction it had come from and
stood up. Catching hold of her shoulders, he was
stunned when she curled up against him, her silvery hair brushing softly against his neck while her cheek pressed against his chest. He could feel her fingers on his chest.
He managed to keep control for all of a second before he gave into his desire to wrap his arms around her and
hold her.
“It’s okay, I won’t let them find you,” he whispered into her hair. She was trembling against him and he idly
stroked the fur blanket she was wearing. It was the only way to stop himself from stroking her hair.
She drew back, her eyes round and wide when she
looked up at him. She was so close. He inhaled the scent of her. It was a fresh smell that reminded him of crisp snow and meadow flowers. His eyes locked with hers.
Her palms were pressed against his chest and he was
sure she’d be able to feel how fast his heart was
pounding because of her. Her lips were unbearably close to his and she had a look in her eyes that begged him to kiss her. He let go of her, telling himself that he was imagining it. His feelings were running away with him
and making him see those things.
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She opened her mouth to say something but he shook
his head, able to see in her eyes what she was going to tell him.
“I told you, I don’t need to know.”
“It isn’t what you think,” she said and there was a hint of panic in her eyes.
Was she worried what he was thinking of her? He stared deep into the golden pools and searched them,
desperate to see what she was trying to tell him and
then stopping when he saw the edge of fear that filled them. She looked like she was scared to tell him, so why did she want to?
He decided to make it easy on her.
“If you don’t tell me, it’ll be easier for me to tell them you’re not here when they come looking for you,” he
said.
“They won’t come looking for me.” She took a step
towards him, closing the gap between them again. “They don’t know who I am.”
“You seem to know everyone but no one knows you.” He
held her gaze
He dropped his gaze to the floor and frowned again.
Maybe she was asking too many questions. She was
surprised he was letting her sit here like this without making her explain how she came to be laying on his
porch naked with a gunshot wound. If she were him, she would have demanded answers.
“How do you know all this?”
She smiled at his question. It was about time he asked that.
“I’ve watched you,” she said and shifted on the seat so her feet were on the floor. She didn’t bother covering her legs again. He’d already seen her buck-naked and
she’d wanted that for so many years now that she
needed to make the most of the feeling of his heated
gaze roaming her body. “I used to watch you hunt at
night. I’m a hunter too. I love the dark. It makes
everything seem so wild .”
He swallowed hard.
Scott cleared his throat and gulped another mouthful of whisky, hoping to calm himself but only adding to the
wildfire spreading through his body. Was she trying to get him like this? Her eyes were full of intent and her body language was speaking words straight to his libido.
He wished she’d given him a straight answer about how
she knew him. Had she really watched him at night? She would have had to be close to him to even make him
13
Hunter’s Moon – Felicity Heaton
out. The night up here was pitch black unless there was a full moon.
Full moon. He got stuck on those words. The hunter’s
moon was tonight. Did she only hunt during a full moon?
Was that why she was out there?
Another gunshot echoed around the mountain and he
snapped his head up when she jumped to her feet. He
watched her turning on the spot as though she was
trying to make out the direction it had come from and
stood up. Catching hold of her shoulders, he was
stunned when she curled up against him, her silvery hair brushing softly against his neck while her cheek pressed against his chest. He could feel her fingers on his chest.
He managed to keep control for all of a second before he gave into his desire to wrap his arms around her and
hold her.
“It’s okay, I won’t let them find you,” he whispered into her hair. She was trembling against him and he idly
stroked the fur blanket she was wearing. It was the only way to stop himself from stroking her hair.
She drew back, her eyes round and wide when she
looked up at him. She was so close. He inhaled the scent of her. It was a fresh smell that reminded him of crisp snow and meadow flowers. His eyes locked with hers.
Her palms were pressed against his chest and he was
sure she’d be able to feel how fast his heart was
pounding because of her. Her lips were unbearably close to his and she had a look in her eyes that begged him to kiss her. He let go of her, telling himself that he was imagining it. His feelings were running away with him
and making him see those things.
14
Hunter’s Moon – Felicity Heaton
She opened her mouth to say something but he shook
his head, able to see in her eyes what she was going to tell him.
“I told you, I don’t need to know.”
“It isn’t what you think,” she said and there was a hint of panic in her eyes.
Was she worried what he was thinking of her? He stared deep into the golden pools and searched them,
desperate to see what she was trying to tell him and
then stopping when he saw the edge of fear that filled them. She looked like she was scared to tell him, so why did she want to?
He decided to make it easy on her.
“If you don’t tell me, it’ll be easier for me to tell them you’re not here when they come looking for you,” he
said.
“They won’t come looking for me.” She took a step
towards him, closing the gap between them again. “They don’t know who I am.”
“You seem to know everyone but no one knows you.” He
held her gaze
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