Stolen Sun (The Juliana Lucio Series) Read Online Free

washboard abs. I found myself wanting to reach out and feel just how hard they really were. After I managed to draw my eyes upward a bit more, I saw that he was staring at me, his dark brown eyes held a knowing glint to them. The golden specs I saw earlier were being shadowed over by a small ring of black that was starting to grow around the iris of his eyes. His hair was a dirty blond color that fell unruly around his face stopping at his sharp jaw line. He had full lips that quirked up into a smile. H e seemed to enjoy that I was so openly admiring him. 
    Being near him looking so good made me suddenly feel very self-conscious of my own 5’3” frame. I felt incredibly small and vulnerable compared to the strength that radiated from this man across from me. I looked down to see what I was wearing, and instead , only saw that I was covered in another person’s blood ; I felt like an animal. I started to wipe at my face with my sleeve to clean off what blood I could, and I began to turn away from William; in shame at how I must look.
    William reached out to stop me but dropped his hand before touching me, “No, you look beautiful. Don’t be ashamed.”
    I just stared at him wide-eyed not sure really what to say . I didn’t know this person . I didn’t understand why he was being so nice to me.
    “Who are you?” I asked a little uneasily.
    “I told you, I’m a friend, and we’re roommates. We really should get out of here , by the way, and get home so you can clean up. I’m sure you have plenty of questions, and it really will be better to answer them there rather than here waiting for someone to stumble upon us and a dead body.”
    “I should wait for Ana; I don’t really know how to get back,” I told him.
    “Like I said, we’re roommates, you can ride with me. Ana would be really upset if I just left you. Besides she’s going to be out for a while and will need to clean this up before coming home. My bike’s this way.”
    At that he just turned and began walking in the opposite direction that Ana and I had come from . I hesitated for a second then began to follow. After all, I couldn’t imagine him doing anything worse to me than had already happened.
    His bike was left behind a cluster of trees not far off from where we were. The skid marks he left in the grass indicated that he had been going incredibly fast before skidding to a halt. I wondered if his sensing Ana and I was what had brought him so abruptly.
    “ Here’s my bike . I don’t have a helmet for you, but then again since we can’t rea lly die from a motorcycle wreck we don’t really need them,” he told me with a smile. 
    I think it was meant to be reassuring, but really it just made me more nervous to get on the back of anything with him. He was standing next to a sleek black BMW K 1300 S, which looked like it was made just for him; it was the fastest and most powerful BMW motorcycle ever made. I silently said a prayer of thanks that I was married . B ecause after his devil good looks, manners of an angel, combined with the ability to power a machine like this -- that I was married was probably the only thing keeping my common sense alive, and keeping me from trying to yank his clothes off right there. 
    William strode over, kicked up the stand, and straddled the bike. The engine came roaring to life , and he just sat there waiting patiently for me to climb on back. I licked my lips in nervousness, not so much about the bike, but about the closeness to him it would require. His eyes were watching my tongue moisten my lips, as he did the dark ring of black in his eyes grew a little larger. He still hadn’t said anything to me about getting on the bike and just sat there watching me, waiting.
    I finally got over my indeci siveness and strode over to him placing my hands on his shoulders ; I straddled the bike behind him.  He took off almost at once and instinctively my arms moved to wrap tightly around his waist. William maneuvered