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Hannah (The Coven's Grove Chronicles #2)
Book: Hannah (The Coven's Grove Chronicles #2) Read Online Free
Author: Virginia Hunter
Tags: thriller, Fantasy, Urban Fantasy, Magic, Sex, steamy, paranormal romance, witch, sorcery, demon, Shifter, shapeshifter, mage, wizard, warlock, Top 10 Paranormal Romance
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walked into the lobby. He stopped near the entrance to get his bearings, most likely looking for Hannah. The gray silk shirt he wore clung to his well-formed shoulders and chest while bands of muscle along his bare forearms stood out beneath his dark skin in the soft, forum lighting.
    Hannah froze, unable to think clearly, as her inner cat purred. Her self-doubt slid into the backseat in the face of her yearning desire to lick every inch of Dominic’s body. Oh, hell, I’m in trouble .
    As if he had heard her thoughts, Dominic caught sight of her and sauntered over.
    Hannah smiled as he walked up.
    “Wow,” Dominic said, with a glance at her dress. “You look amazing.”
    Hannah’s cheeks burned. “You’re either far too kind or far too smooth.”
    Dominic flashed his teeth as he laughed. “I’m only appreciating what I see.”
    She gave him a wry grin. “Smooth.” Maybe this evening wasn’t going to be a disaster after all.
    “I can only hope,” he said, and then gestured toward the entrance. “Are you ready?”
    Hannah nodded, and started for the large glass doors. Dominic’s hand touched her lower back as he walked alongside her. She tensed for a moment, but actually liked the feeling and confidence his action displayed. It was nice to know he wanted to touch her, and was bold enough to do so.
    “I thought we might take a river taxi. The club is a bit far to walk,” Dominic said, as they left the hotel and headed toward the Riverwalk.
    “That sounds nice,” Hannah replied. “Where is it we’re going exactly?”
    “It’s called ‘Howl at the Moon’.”
    Hannah chuckled.
    “I know it sounds bad, but it’s actually a pretty fun place,” Dominic said hastily. He led her down to the waterfront, where the taxis stopped for passengers. There were two other couples already waiting, both were young and chatted excitedly among themselves.
    “I don’t know,” Hannah replied. “I was kind of hoping you’d take me to a dive.”
    Dominic blinked, and opened his mouth as if to say something, but ended up laughing instead. “You’re having a go at me, aren’t you?”
    She shrugged coyly. “Maybe.”
    “Oooh.” He leaned back against the metal railing that surrounded the boarding area. “This is going to be an interesting night, I see.”
    Maybe, Hannah thought. As much as she wanted to cut loose, she still had a certain level of caution keeping her in check. “Where are your friends?” she asked, without preamble. “I thought this was going to be a group outing.”
    “They’re already at the club,” Dominic answered, looking over his shoulder as the river taxi pulled up to the side of the walk. “The few times I’ve been there, it’s been difficult to get a seat.”
    “Ah,” she said, satisfied. “That makes sense.”
    The river taxi was big enough to hold around twenty people, so there was plenty of room for everyone to get a seat, and still have a little privacy. Hannah took Dominic’s offered hand after he stepped down into the boat. The tingling jolt that followed his touch sent Hannah’s primal desires into a frenzy. Warm electricity flowed into her body to caress her most treasured places of sensitivity.
    Hannah gasped as she lost her footing on the dock, and fell toward the floor of the taxi.
    Dominic’s strong arms spun her around as she fell, and pulled her tightly into chest, averting her headlong dive. The driver, and the two couples, looked on in stunned silence for a moment before applauding. “Nice moves,” the old boatman said with a smile.
    Dominic didn’t respond immediately, apparently under some kind of strain as well. “Much thanks,” he finally managed.
    Hannah still struggled with her emotions as Dominic set her down. Sweat beaded on her cheeks and forehead, the sensual desire not relenting, until he released her. She was practically panting by the time she was on her feet again. The words to thank him wouldn’t come to her lips, so instead, she gave him a
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