Chapter 44

Thalia never really considered herself beautiful, but somehow Dean made her feel that way. Every time he looked at her, it was such reverence, such wonder, such passion. As if she is the most beautiful woman on the face of the earth.

And he was equally appealing to her. She stepped closer and ran her hands over the hard planes of his chest, skimming his defined pecs and abdomen, and the trail of dark hair that arrowed down to his groin.

He groaned. "I love it when you touch me, Doc."

She just smiled, then she ran her hands over his body again, petting and caressing and teasing until her hand finally made its way down to encircle his erection.

"Is this the reason why we still haven't picked up by the car?" she teased. "Were you the one who asked Bhram for the two-hour grace period?"

"You're right," he admitted.

She laughed. "Well, I hope you didn't tell him why."

"No, but I'm sure he knows. All anyone has to do is take a good look at my face whenever you're around and they'll know e