© 2017 Mina Carter
“Fucking jumped up, good for nothing, pain in the asssssss… Bloody wanker!”
Lyssa stormed out of Reilly’s office and through the reception area. Fury surged within her, her normally silent footsteps reduced to stomping she was sure they could hear three decks below. She was so worked up, her speech had slipped and her hiss had come into play. Normally such a lapse would mortify her. Right now, though, Lyssa didn’t care.
Sensibly, Daniel’s personal assistant kept out her way, but then, there weren’t many people who would stand up to Lyssa. Even if they didn’t know who she was, her Telatian heritage was easy to spot. Just a hint of red hair and amber eyes was enough to have most scuttling for cover just in case they came face to face with one of the famed snake–nomads.
Her long strides took her out of the door like a small tsunami, the sheer energy of her anger swirling ahead of her. Deep in thought, she wasn’t paying attention to where her feet were taking her. As she stepped out of the door, she collided with something warm and solid.
Before she could land on her ass in an undignified heap on the floor, a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around her. In the next second, she was yanked up against a broad male chest.
“Hey there, Kitten. Where are you going in such a hurry?”
The voice, like silk over steel, slid over her senses in a sensuous caress. Whether it was the shock of being touched, the fact someone had just called her kitten or the sheer, sexual arousal that hit her at light–speed… Lyssa found herself struck dumb.
On a normal day, she’d have taken his hand off at the wrist for the first two, but the last… Her gaze wandered up from the chest she was currently eye to ‘eye’ with, past a strong throat, and up to caress an equally strong jaw. Hell, he was tall.
Above average in height for a woman, Lyssa had gotten used to being on a level with some men and towering over most. The feeling of being petite and delicate was an entirely new experience for her. One she found with surprise that she liked.
Looking up further, she found bright blue eyes. A blue as deep as the sacred oceans on her home planet. They drew her in. Mesmerized her as surely as any old earth snake charmer. Blinking, she snapped out of it and stepped back.
Human, her sensitive sense of smell informed her. She bit down on her tongue, the urge to flick it out and taste the air nearly catching her unawares. First she was hissing and now scent–tasting?
“No, that will never do. Thank you for your assistance…” She looked back at his collar again. “Commander. However, I’m more than capable of moving under my own power,” she informed him and extricated herself before she could do something stupid. Like kiss along that delectable jaw…
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