Wheee! It’s saturday!!!!
And it’s Saturday Snippet again. This week it’s all about the fights and boy do I love to write me some fights. I also love the action/adventure genre so it makes sense that a lot of my paranormals would have physical fights in them. But since Fire & Desire is about to come out at Phaze books and its a contemporary bdsm, I am going with a verbal fight/argument instead for this weeks pick.
While the scene is an argument between Ruby and Zane, what Ruby is fighting is a lot deeper than the man sitting next to her.
She pushed against his chest. “Let me up.”
Her brow arched. “Excuse me. Did you just say no?”
“Yes.” The fiery anger lit her eyes and he waited for the backlash. That she had gotten riled up over the conversation was a clear indication she was getting back to normal.
“Don’t you even understand what happened to you? You need to rehydrate and take it easy for a while.”
“I’m not a child, and I hardly think a bout of low blood sugar is cause for all this.” She waved her hand around the car and he bit back another smile. Jesus, he loved her spirit, her determination.
“No, you’re definitely not a child, and I’d like to suggest again you stop squirming in my lap.” His cock twitched against her bottom and she looked at him with sheer horror.
“What? I’ve got a beautiful woman sitting in my lap who, as I recall, masturbated in front of me and who knows who else just a short while ago.”
“Ohhh—” She fought powerfully against his hold and pushed herself from his lap to the seat next to him with just her wrist manacled by his hand. “You son of a bitch. Let me go.”
“I already said no. I’m going to make sure you are okay and then we’re going to see about getting you satisfied.”
Wild fear filled her gaze as she twisted her head to Gabe and back again. “What? Have you lost your mind? I need to get back to work and then when everything’s all cleaned up I’m going home. Alone.”
“You’re not going back to work tonight. Everything’s already being taken care of,” Gabe broke in. “Zane’s right. You may think you’re fine, but twenty minutes ago you scared the hell out of several people.”
Ruby sighed, some of the anger deflating. “I’m not sure what happened and I’m sorry if it freaked you out, but really, I think I’m fine now.
Zane tugged on her wrist and pulled her a little closer. “I’m not leaving you alone tonight, so you decide. We can either go back and spend the night in a playroom, or you can come home with me. My preference would be a warm bed at my place where you’ll be comfortable, but it’s your choice.”
Silence stretched out between them while she thought about his offer. He’d known she wouldn’t like her options.
“I don’t like being manhandled.” She leaned forward to the front seat. “And as for you, I don’t even know what to say. How about we take door number three and you can take me to my place.”
He pulled her back against the leather. “No, not an option. You didn’t have a blood sugar issue back at the club, so clearly you either have no idea what you’re doing when you get involved with fire play or you’re in some major denial.”
Suddenly her elbow connected with his gut and his breath whooshed from his lungs. She’d caught him off guard just enough to again slide away from him. He’d tensed, readying himself for a fight when she turned her head to gaze out the window, not saying a word. They rode like that for a few minutes until Gabe pulled up to his building and killed the engine. For a few long minutes no one spoke as the tension in the car rose.
Yet Ruby didn’t look mad anymore, she looked…sad.
“I know a lot about this kind of thing…first hand. I grew up with it.”
“You discovered your fire fetish when you were young?”
“Yeah, but that’s not what I’m talking about. I didn’t understand the attraction to heat, and it took years before the craving for it started to twist me up inside.” She ran her hand along the edge of the window, her movements slow and distant as if she were lost in thoughts or memories.
“Let’s go inside and you can get comfortable. Then we can talk about what happened.”
She looked at him then—a blank look in her eyes. “I can’t be what you want,” she whispered.
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