Sole Survivors: Crux Survivors, Book 2 by Dani Worth Page A

muscles of his arms and chest off nicely. Before she could think to stop herself, she walked toward him until the scent of honeysuckle shampoo and warm, just-showered male was so strong, so heady, she had to stop and just breathe him in.
    “Keera?” His voice had a slight growl to it.
    This turned her legs to jelly and she took that last step until their bodies touched. She looked up to find his eyes narrowing, his breaths coming faster and those beautiful, sharp blue eyes locked on her mouth. She licked her lips and he groaned, then gripped her upper arms. Not hard, but tight enough she knew she’d have to pull hard to get away.
    She stood on her toes at the same time he lowered his mouth.
    The first press of his lips to hers made her moan. Her lower body melted against his and this time, his groan was louder, rumbling against her lips. He opened her mouth and the first taste of his tongue had her gasping for air before she raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Her breasts pressed to his chest. His hands let go of her arms and stroked down her spine to her hips so he could pull her even tighter to his body. His tongue speared into her mouth, tangled with hers, and the desire building inside her felt so hot, she lifted one leg and wrapped it around his hip.
    He pulled back, his head hitting the wall, before he sucked in a deep breath and came back for more.
    Something slammed downstairs in the warehouse and they both froze.
    Keera was breathing so hard she felt like she’d run a mile. Those eyes glittered at her and she waited for him to say something, anything. When the unscarred corner of his mouth turned up in a rueful smile, she wanted to melt against him again. “Someone’s coming,” he murmured.
    “I know,” she whispered. “I can’t seem to make myself step back.”
    “I can’t push you away either.”
    She chuckled and that corner of his mouth went higher. Funny, she hadn’t noticed his scars affecting the way he kissed in the least. She finally forced herself to step back just as she heard someone clomping up the stairs. Tripp swept into the front room and stopped awkwardly in the hall. He stared at them, taking in the obvious intimate moment he’d interrupted, and didn’t say a word. He turned and walked back out.
    Surprised, Keera looked back at Chase only to watch him close his eyes as his expression took on regret. “I really wanted you to like my brother,” he murmured.
    “I do like Tripp.”
    He opened his eyes.
    Keera shook her head. “I know what you mean and I’m not going to apologize for liking his brother more when it comes to that. I’m not. Tripp is sweet and gorgeous and he’s going to find somebody.” She placed both palms on his chest, curling her fingers into his shirt when she felt the way his heart still raced. She also felt tough lines on his right side. He had more scars. “I’d really like to try that kissing again when we don’t have all these people waiting to eat food.”
    The heat in his expression made her clench her thighs together.
    “Trust me, we will,” he said in a husky, low voice that caused her to squeeze them even tighter.
     
     
    Chase’s gaze went to his brother first when he and Keera returned to the fire pit with the bread she’d said she came up to get. He couldn’t stop the laugh when she said it and her return laugh had warmed his heart. It was kind of obvious she’d come up to try and catch a glimpse of him in the shower. Not get bread. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that.
    Oh hell, who was he kidding? He was elated that she’d wanted to see him.
    Until he thought of how bad the scars looked on his chest…
    But now that he’d touched her…tasted her, he knew there was no way he could let his brother have her. He watched Dorian, Ross and Jenna across the fire as they took their bowls of gumbo and sat close to each other on the cushions. They shared each other. In this new world, with so few people, the arrangement made