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Issac woke to horse hooves in his face and his heart leaped to his throat just as he scrambled away, stopping short of being trampled as Maximus hauled to a stop.
With his heart pounding in his throat, Issac stared at the horse with shock and disbelief, while Maximus’ large blue orbs bored into his with hostility. He knew it. He shouldn’t have stayed behind. Now she was trying to kill him.
The atmosphere between them was charged and when Maximus stilled, Issac might have let out a breath of relief thinking that it was over. However, that pause was for the horse to shift, because standing in Maximus’ place now was Maxi and she was stark naked. Issac swallowed.
"The Fae be damned, what are you doing in here?!" She queried him immediately with her fierce gaze.
Issac’s mouth fell open in helpless dumbfoundedness. He knew Maxi was not only trying to know what he was doing in her stall, but what he did to her while she slept. She must have been startled, waking up to find him sleeping beside her. If that wasn’t awkward as hell, nothing else was. To think he always called her a pervert, only to find himself in the worst situation. Karma really was harsh.
"I’m talking to you, Issac, say something!" She demanded an answer, her anger increasing in intensity.
However, it was increasingly hard to take a female seriously when she was unashamedly naked in front of him, the scene nearly comical with her hands on her waist. But then came the lust Issac tried to subdue and it slammed into him hard, her anger only adding a flush to her cheeks that made her all the more enticing. He wanted to have her for dinner.
By the gods, what was he thinking?
Issac tried his hardest not to look down, but the temptation was real and he gave in to it. A weakness he called it. His eyes wandered down to her perky breast and the breath left his lungs. The air was suddenly filled with so much sexual energy that he breathed it in and every muscle in his body was wound tight with desire.
By the gods, he should leave now before he ends up doing something stupid, yet his legs wouldn’t take him out the door.
"Hey," Maxi snapped a finger in his face, bringing back his attention, "Eyes up here, idiot," She warned him with a knowing look.
Perhaps, it was a good thing his eyes were no longer searching downwards, but now, they were drawn to Maxi’s full lips and she went on ranting, oblivious to his internal turmoil. Or perhaps, she knew and ignored it.
"How dare you come in here?! The last time we talked, I was the last thing you wanted to see! So why are you here then?! Who do you think you are?! Do you think I am a doll that you can use and dispose of whenever you like...?!" She went on and on about the wrong he did to her, alongside his previous maltreatment.
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