The cocky bastard had chuckled when he’d intruded on them. She’d have to make a point of torturing him in some way when he least expected it. Paybacks were hell, especially when wielded by her hand. So now she walked the perimeter for the second time, trying to ease the lust that rode her hard. Which reminded her, Gideon would pay for leaving her. The prick had gotten her engine revved then walked off and left her high and dry when Finn had said Tah had wanted to speak with him. What was worse was the fact Gideon hadn’t seemed to care they’d been stopped at a most inopportune time. He’d shrugged, given a muttered later then walked away. God, she’d been seconds away from ripping Gideon’s pants open and taking what she wanted. Just the thought had her channel clenching with need. It hadn’t mattered he’d captured her hands. She would have enjoyed the struggle to get free and gain dominance. Why was it that when she was with him all she could think about was fucking him, but when she was away from him all she wanted to do was kill him?
