Desert Heat
Chapter One
"We'll need to give up the chase for this one," Jorash said, his back-world
Alterian twang making the words hard to decipher.
"Why?" Dante asked, and Nick could already hear that note of demand creeping
into his voice. The prince didn't like to be told no.
Jorash stood, his head barely reaching Dante's chin. "Won't be worth it. She's
too hard to catch."
The prince narrowed his eyes, his delicate lips stretching into a thin line, but
the effect was spoiled by the sweat pouring off his brow. "Not for me she
isn't."
Nick rolled his eyes and watched with interest as Jorash tried to dissuade him.
"I have sworn not to chase her again." The old man shifted, his shadow throwing
the flower into darkness, giving definition to where the woman had been lying
down to watch them.
Wrong move, Nick thought as his hunter's brain analyzed the imprint of her body.
He'd been wrong to picture her as small and fragile like a captured song bird.
She was tall, possibly a few inches shy of his height, and the imprint she'd
left implied she had some substance to her.
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