ADarkDesire by Natalie Hancock Page B

has amnesia. I wonder what happened to him to make him forget everything. “Okay, h…how about we get out of the cold? I can tell you what I know about you.”
    Nikalye turned his face towards the small home. Completely white, it almost blended in with the snow surrounding them. Why live in the middle of nowhere? His attention went to her neck and he focused on the puncture scars covering her skin. Who attacked her?
    Belia shivered more violently, her teeth chattering loudly.
    “Okay.” He slowly pushed himself off her and pulled her to her feet as he got to his.
    A blush spread across her cheeks as her gaze swept over him before she averted it. Ooookay, oh my God. Whoa. Need to get some clothes. She fumbled in her pocket. He’s as hot as I remembered him being. Oh God, I’m in trouble.
    Nikalye tilted his head to the side, listening to her thoughts with great interest. She’s met me before?
    Belia pushed open the door and dropped her keys in a small bowl that sat on a small table against the wall.
    Nikalye was surprised by the warmth that seeped out of the small home. Obviously it was well insulated. Though the layout was bricked on the outside, the inside was made from wood.
    He stepped further into the room as Belia ran up the stairs that curved along the back wall. He watched her go until she disappeared.
    The house was cosy. A simple rectangle with a single settee faced at an angle in front of a small TV. Bookcases lined the wall at the back and counters took up the space in an alcove next to them.
    A small wooden table took up the space in between the wall and the back of the settee, two chairs placed either side.
    The entire floor was also made from wood, surprisingly warm under his feet.
    “Um…here. It’s not much but it should fit you.”
    Nikalye took the clothes from her as she continued.
    “If you go upstairs, there’s a door on the left. It’s a bathroom. You can wash and change there. I’ll make some food and drinks. Do you like tea? Coffee? I have water if you don’t like either, so that’s not a prob—”
    Nikalye placed his hands on her shoulder to stop her talking. “I can’t remember what I like.”
    “Oh! Oh of course. Okay, okay. You dress. I’ll figure…something out.” Oh God, I’m babbling. Shut up, Belia! She turned away and headed across the room.
    What a strange woman. Nikalye watched her open the cupboards before he went up the stairs. There was no hall at the top and only a door on either side of him. Nikalye pushed open the door to his left and walked into the hot and steamy room, made from the already running shower.
    It was a small room. A shower, toilet and sink taking up most of the space. Towels hung on the racks on the wall, some on the radiator.
    After putting the clothes on the closed toilet seat, Nikalye stepped under the spray of water. It warmed him instantly and he felt relieved as he began to clean himself. Not wanting to stay in the shower long and waste the hot water, he did so quickly, using Belia’s body wash, shampoo and conditioner.
    The scent of chocolate washed through his senses, his fangs throbbed with hunger. When was the last time he had fed? How long had he been in the snow? How did he get there?
    “Nikalye?”
    He shook the questions from his mind and stepped out from the shower after turning it off. He opened the door.
    “Oh!” Belia turned away quickly. “Um…could you put some clothes on please?”
    Nikalye smiled and grabbed a towel from the wall to dry before slipping on the clothes. Lose jeans and a black shirt. He left the buttons undone and pulled on the thick fleece socks.
    “You may look now.”
    Oh if only I could. Belia exhaled hard. “Okay, so I’ve put out different drinks for you to try. Maybe we can jog your memory with taste and scents.”
    Nikalye nodded without a word and followed Belia down the stairs. He let his eyes take in her curved shape, long legs and round ass that swung from side to side as she walked. Her