Chapter 272

Her fingers shook as she settled them across his own. Then she edged off the seat, sliding toward the ground.

As her body skimmed his, he sucked back a sharp breath at the heady sensations. Fuck, he was supposed to undo her, not the other way around. “Let’s go. I’ll get your things out of the back seat later.”

She nodded. Once he shut the passenger door and closed his detached garage, he led her across the backyard and toward the door, his hand hovering over her delicate spine.

When they stopped, he reached around her to unlock the back door. She stayed him with a hand on his wrist. “Will you hurt me?”

Trees swiveled a stare her way. If she was afraid, it didn’t show. “In my dungeon? That’s up to you.”

“How?”

Her expression softened him. She was worried, and the knowledge in her hazel eyes was far too old for her young face. Laila was so full of fire and resistance and irrepressible purpose, he often forgot that she was a dozen years younger.