Embrace the Night Read Online Free
Author: Alexandra Kane
an all male team, you've got to be way less sensitive.”
That's it. Enough of his foolishness.
Without another word, she pulled the trigger.
CHAPTER 3
John focused his full attention on the crossbow bolt whizzing through the air towards him. Time seemed to slow for him. He lifted his right hand, raised his index and middle fingertips. A moment before the object pierced his chest, he directed it downward with a force that surprised him. The bolt clattered to the floor at his feet, echoing against the hard concrete floor.
He looked into Tatiana's eyes and found her smiling. “Good job, John. It's nice to know you can focus under pressure.”
His jaw nearly dropped open, but he held it together. Is she really this damn crazy? “You've got to be kidding me.”
She lowered the weapon, shrugged. “What? As the lead on this mission, I have to know exactly where the skills of my team are on the spectrum.”
He approached her slowly. The look on her face reminded him so much of Miranda Valdez, one of his crazy ex-girlfriends, it almost scared him. “Are you telling me you're over that little incident upstairs, and you shot at me just to test my abilities?”
She rolled her eyes, touched the tip of the crossbow to her full lips. “Well, let's just say my annoyance with you made it much easier to discharge my weapon.”
He shook his head in disbelief. Why is God always dropping the good looking mental cases into my life? “Okay, Lieutenant. What if my skills hadn't been up to par?”
She waved him off, flashing fingertips shining with pink nail polish. “Oh, please, I read your file. I knew you were more than capable...” her words trailed off, as if she thought she'd said too much.
He entered her personal space, and she looked up at him. Suddenly her bravado was replaced by the look of a doe in the headlights of a car, a mixture of wonderment and fear. “So, you think I'm capable, do you?”
She turned her back on him, advancing further into the area surrounded by chain link fencing that served as the weapons cage. “Don't let your head swell. Your body can barely support its weight as it is.”
He followed her, not fooled in the least by her sassy little mouth. She was retreating, but he wasn't about to let her get away. “You know, I'm capable of many things outside of my telekinesis. Things you can't even imagine.” He leaned down, pushing aside her wild curls. His breath fell on her neck, and she trembled. Easing the crossbow from her hands, he placed it on a nearby shelf. “Let's put this away before you hurt someone.”
“We are supposed to be doing weapons training,” she mumbled, still facing away from him.
“I know, but I'm not hanging around if you pick up another weapon.”
She smacked her lips. “We can't shirk our duties.”
“I'm not suggesting we should. But there's something we need to address.” He was growing tired of talking to her back.
“I don't know what you're talking about.”
She was defiant to the end, a real pistol, and he realized he kind of liked it. He placed his hands on her supple shoulders and gently turned her to face him. Her gaze was on the floor, so he used a hand to lift her chin. The hazel eyes gazing up at him held such vulnerability, it was palpable.
He couldn't help it. He leaned in.
“John...” she began.
He smothered her words with his lips against hers. They were soft, but firm. She held them shut for as long as she could, but as the kiss deepened, he could feel her surrendering to him. Her lithe arms circled his neck, and her mouth opened like a flower blooming to the sun. With a groan, he captured her waist in his embrace and pulled her nearer.
He teased her with gentle pecks and tiny flicks of his tongue against her parted lips, and she responded with light kisses and probing strokes of her own. She felt like heaven
That's it. Enough of his foolishness.
Without another word, she pulled the trigger.
CHAPTER 3
John focused his full attention on the crossbow bolt whizzing through the air towards him. Time seemed to slow for him. He lifted his right hand, raised his index and middle fingertips. A moment before the object pierced his chest, he directed it downward with a force that surprised him. The bolt clattered to the floor at his feet, echoing against the hard concrete floor.
He looked into Tatiana's eyes and found her smiling. “Good job, John. It's nice to know you can focus under pressure.”
His jaw nearly dropped open, but he held it together. Is she really this damn crazy? “You've got to be kidding me.”
She lowered the weapon, shrugged. “What? As the lead on this mission, I have to know exactly where the skills of my team are on the spectrum.”
He approached her slowly. The look on her face reminded him so much of Miranda Valdez, one of his crazy ex-girlfriends, it almost scared him. “Are you telling me you're over that little incident upstairs, and you shot at me just to test my abilities?”
She rolled her eyes, touched the tip of the crossbow to her full lips. “Well, let's just say my annoyance with you made it much easier to discharge my weapon.”
He shook his head in disbelief. Why is God always dropping the good looking mental cases into my life? “Okay, Lieutenant. What if my skills hadn't been up to par?”
She waved him off, flashing fingertips shining with pink nail polish. “Oh, please, I read your file. I knew you were more than capable...” her words trailed off, as if she thought she'd said too much.
He entered her personal space, and she looked up at him. Suddenly her bravado was replaced by the look of a doe in the headlights of a car, a mixture of wonderment and fear. “So, you think I'm capable, do you?”
She turned her back on him, advancing further into the area surrounded by chain link fencing that served as the weapons cage. “Don't let your head swell. Your body can barely support its weight as it is.”
He followed her, not fooled in the least by her sassy little mouth. She was retreating, but he wasn't about to let her get away. “You know, I'm capable of many things outside of my telekinesis. Things you can't even imagine.” He leaned down, pushing aside her wild curls. His breath fell on her neck, and she trembled. Easing the crossbow from her hands, he placed it on a nearby shelf. “Let's put this away before you hurt someone.”
“We are supposed to be doing weapons training,” she mumbled, still facing away from him.
“I know, but I'm not hanging around if you pick up another weapon.”
She smacked her lips. “We can't shirk our duties.”
“I'm not suggesting we should. But there's something we need to address.” He was growing tired of talking to her back.
“I don't know what you're talking about.”
She was defiant to the end, a real pistol, and he realized he kind of liked it. He placed his hands on her supple shoulders and gently turned her to face him. Her gaze was on the floor, so he used a hand to lift her chin. The hazel eyes gazing up at him held such vulnerability, it was palpable.
He couldn't help it. He leaned in.
“John...” she began.
He smothered her words with his lips against hers. They were soft, but firm. She held them shut for as long as she could, but as the kiss deepened, he could feel her surrendering to him. Her lithe arms circled his neck, and her mouth opened like a flower blooming to the sun. With a groan, he captured her waist in his embrace and pulled her nearer.
He teased her with gentle pecks and tiny flicks of his tongue against her parted lips, and she responded with light kisses and probing strokes of her own. She felt like heaven
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