made her thin face more feminine, emphasizing those gorgeous eyes, golden like dark honey. The eyes he was gazing down into in a most inappropriate manner. She blinked and fluttered her lashes. Was it on purpose? Was it part of the “plan”? But he reckoned she was too drunk to think about any plan at this moment.
“Is that Sophia’s room?” she asked, her eyes narrowing on him. “Your hair is mussed, but you don’t look like you’ve been making love. You’re still all buttoned up. She touched a finger to one of his shirt buttons, much as Sophia had earlier. With Sophia, he had felt nothing but a vague revulsion. When Lissa touched him, it was like a jolt of lightning shooting along his nerves.
Lissa licked her lips, and he groaned inwardly. She appeared to think for a few seconds, her head cocked on one side as she considered him. “You kissed me.”
“It was a weak moment. It won’t happen again.”
Oh God, he hoped it wouldn’t happen again. It couldn’t happen again. He tried to tell himself he didn’t want to kiss her, but her lips were so pink and full and kissable. This would be so much easier if he didn’t… He broke off the thought.
“It won’t?” she asked.
She sounded forlorn. Perhaps she wanted him to kiss her. He’d been so busy thinking about his own feelings, his somewhat unique problems, that he hadn’t given much consideration to hers. Why had she really come back? Had Julia called her up and said, We have a problem with Daniel. Can you come back and save him from himself?
Did she want him? She hadn’t exactly fought him off the other morning. In fact, she had kissed him right back. At the memory, his cock jerked in his pants and heat settled low in his belly.
He glanced back the way he had come. Sophia’s door was still shut tight, but who knew how long that would last. She had excellent hearing—they all did—far advanced from a normal human. He needed to take Lissa somewhere they’d have company so he wouldn’t be tempted to give in to the almost overwhelming urge to drag her back to his room and make mad passionate love to her.
“Come on,” he said, putting a hand on her shoulder and turning her gently. “Let’s get you out of here and back where you belong.”
For a moment, she resisted. “But Daniel, where do I belong? I don’t know.”
“Well, right now, you belong in your room with Julia. I presume Julia is in your room.”
“She was. But I was thirsty. I needed a drink.” She frowned. “I found you instead, but I’m still thirsty.”
“Okay, I’ll get you a drink first, and then we’ll go to your room.” Ushering her with one hand on her arm and the other at the small of her back, he headed away from Sophia’s room toward the staircase. The warmth of her skin penetrated through the thin material of her top, heating his palm. She leaned against him and he pressed her shoulder so she sank down onto the top stair. “Don’t move. You sit here and wait for me. I’ll be right back with your drink.”
Daniel hurried away, but on the bottom stair, he turned to look at her. She had her hands resting on her knees and her chin resting on her hands.
“You have a sensational butt,” she said, her tone serious.
Had he heard her right?
“Actually, you have a sensational everything.” She sighed. “Were you always this beautiful? How did I ever walk away?”
There wasn’t really a lot he could say to that. Had he changed in appearance that much since she’d left? It wasn’t something he’d really thought about. So he turned away and headed for the kitchen.
He grabbed a bottle of sparkling water from the fridge and was pouring a glass when she spoke from behind him.
“Daniel?”
He jumped. Why the hell hadn’t he heard her? Sophia wasn’t the only one who was supposed to have inhuman hearing. He was probably too busy thinking about the fact that Lissa thought he had a beautiful butt.
“I thought you were waiting?” he said.
“I got