Restraint (The Revelation Series Book 2) Read Free Page B

again.” I smile.
    “ That would be your fault, siren,” he offers seductively. His line of vision flickers to my lips.
    “ Don’t look at me like that or we will never leave this room.” I whine and purposely shift again on his lap, causing a delicious friction between our bodies.
    He closes his eyes and moans. “I’m in so much trouble. You play dirty. It’s all I can do not to throw you down and take you right now.”
    My eyes widen in surprise. “Asher St. Michael, are you saying my virtue isn’t safe near you?”
    He looks at me with dark, hooded lids. “Miss Collins, your virtue is the ONLY thing that isn’t safe around me.”
    I offer a sly smirk. “Then I better guard it with my life.” I begin to move off his lap.
    He releases a raw, throaty sound and holds me in place. “Don’t you dare. It’s mine, just not today.”
    Asher watches my reaction for a moment before grabbing my hips and lifting me off. He gently places me next to him before planting the softest kiss to my swollen lips. “We should meet with the clan. See what the plans are for when we land.”
    “Okay ,” I reply with a sad smile.
    He just stares at me with an odd expression on his face.
    “What?”
    “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He brushes my lips one last time with his. I melt into the final kiss.
    After we each freshen up, we make our way back to the cabin area where the rest of the family is camped out, snacking and talking. I head over to the couch and sit next to Abby. She offers me a bright smile, along with a mug of dark chocolate hot cocoa and a bowl of mini marshmallows.
    “Thanks ,” I mumble, nibbling on a marshmallow.
    “Were you able to get some rest?” she questions with concern laced in her voice.
    “Yeah, a little ,” I offer, smiling.
    “ Good.” She takes my hand and squeezes. “You’ve got some color back in your face.”
    Heat rises to my cheeks, knowing the color is from my kissing session with Asher and not the sleep. Of course, at that moment, Callan lifts his head and looks me over before smiling knowingly. My heart kicks against my rib cage, causing me to feel the way I did the time Callan caught Asher and I in the library, making out. Sensing my unease, Asher speaks up, changing topics.
    “So what’s the plan?” Asher sits down on the other side of me, with his thigh touching mine, sipping on his cocoa and digging his hand into the bowl of my marshmallows. Why does he always do that?
    He catches my displeased glance and feigns innocence. “They taste better from your bowl.”
    I roll my eyes . Secretly, I love when he eats my food. Smiling like a goofball, I turn back to the group. Callan and Abby return my smile but Keegan and McKenna look between Asher and I with disapproval.
    “We should be reaching Heathrow shortly. I have an SUV in the hanger waiting for us. We’ll take it to La Gargouille Manor in Wiltshire,” Keegan answers.
    “Wait, I thought the manor in Massachusetts was named La Gargouille?” I ask, confused.
    “Here we go again,” McKenna huffs out. Nice to see our relationship hasn’t evolved any over transatlantic waters. I glare at her in annoyance.
    “It is , Eves. Our father named both his manors after the legendary dragon,” Callan explains, pulling my gaze away from McKenna to him. “The one in England is technically called La Gargouille Manor, Wiltshire.”
    “ Got it.” I go to grab more marshmallows but my bowl is empty. I give a spiteful look to Asher. He bats his baby blues and presents me with a full bowl. I take it eagerly and turn so he can’t put his dirty mitts in it. His deep laugh causes my stomach muscles to clench.
    “Is Michael planning to join us this evening or tomorrow?” McKenna asks Keegan.
    At the archangel’s name, both Asher and I tense, reminded of our recent warning from Michael reiterating our platonic roles and forewarning us about the consequences of an inappropriate and intimate relationship.
    “Tomorrow . He wanted to