Immortal Moon by June Stevens Page B

would be. It had been so long since he’d been with a
non-vampire, and Anya’s sexual appetite was so voracious. He’d
almost missed the signs of how tired she was until she started
yawning a few minutes ago, shortly after their latest tumble around
the bunk.
    “So, are you headed off to parts unknown
this afternoon?”
    She had her back to him as she found the
last bits of her clothing and began to dress. He couldn’t see her
expression. Nor could he gauge her mood from her voice. He was
silent a long moment, watching her pull on her skirt and trying to
decide how to respond. When she sat on the bench to pull her boots
onto those sinfully long and sexy legs, he quickly made up his mind
about how he wanted to spend the next two weeks.
    “Actually,” he said, keeping his tone as
neutral as possible. “I’m on leave for the next two weeks and will
probably be hanging around Nash City. So, I’ll be around if you
want to try to catch that sunrise, or whatever.”
    She looked at him hard for one long moment,
dropping her boot on the floor. She strode over to the end of the
bunk.
    “Jarrett Campbell,” she said, slowly
crawling up the bed, her legs on either side of his. “Are you
asking me if I want to spend the next two weeks screwing your
brains out every chance I get?”
    “I…” but he couldn’t finish the sentence.
She had pulled the sheet away from his erection and was lightly
running her fingers up and down. It was everything he could do to
keep his eyes from rolling back in his head.
    “Because if you are…” She moved up,
straddling his hips, and he suddenly realized she hadn’t put her
underwear on yet.
    “The answer is…” She positioned him at her
opening.
    “Yes.” The word was drawn out on a
breathless gasp as she pushed down.
    Forty-five minutes later, Jarrett pulled The
Minnow alongside the pier he’d been moored at earlier. He’d barely
finished securing the lines when Anya gave him a quick kiss and
climbed ashore.
    “It will be busy tonight so it will be
almost dawn before I can leave work. I’ll see you,” she said with a
wink. Then, tossing her long red locks over her shoulder, she
turned and disappeared into the crowd of sailors, fisherman, and
other dock workers.
    He watched her go, wondering just what he’d
gotten himself into. The woman was likely to drive him mad before
two weeks was up. At least he didn’t have to worry about staying
busy. He looked around at The Minnow. He’d neglected her over the
past several months while he’d been obsessed with his quest for
Cora. There was plenty of scrubbing, scraping, painting, and
repairing to do around the boat. He pushed Anya and her amazing
body out of his mind and went to get supplies and get started.
     
    ***
     
    Three days later, Jarrett knew Anya wasn’t
lying beside him the moment he reached consciousness. It vaguely
registered in his brain how, in the past three days, he was already
used to waking up with her warm body against his. He opened his
eyes to the dim light of early dusk peering through the cabin’s
narrow windows. Next to him, the bed was bare as he’d suspected,
but it only took a second to find Anya. She was standing at the end
of the bunk, fully dressed with hat and bag in hand, tiptoeing
towards the door.
    “Where are you going?”
    Anya gasped and turned around, a guilty look
on her face. “I wasn’t sneaking out.”
    She was so adorable while trying to be
sneaky. He leaned up on one elbow. “Of course you weren’t. So,
where are you going? I know you aren’t going to work, you’re off
tonight.”
    She let out a sigh. “Pete’s Fight
House.”
    He climbed out of bed and began to dress.
“You thought I’d disapprove?”
    Her eyes narrowed. “It doesn’t really matter
what you think.”
    He laughed, loving the tinge of pink that
filled her cheeks and the fire that flashed in her eyes. “True, it
doesn’t. Can I go with you?”
    The pink deepened and her eyes narrowed. “I
don’t need