A Brothers of Element Series Novella—“Max”
Max never gave in to the suspicion of other. He was from the Indian Ocean, the only one of his kind and the only shifter who could heat behind his eyes and make them glow.
When that suspicion began to jeopardize his relationship with Chloe, it was time to let his animal run free. Time to find out who was behind the rumors of his past, threatening to destroy his future.
Emerging from his morning canal run, Max caught a whiff of apple in the air… Chloe was there.
“Max—” she whispered, eyeing his wet chest. He enjoyed her ogling.
“From the look in your eyes, might I believe you are pleased with the view?”
She rested a hip on the railing. “Where did you come from?”
“Who were you expecting… in the dark?”
“I wasn’t expecting… I was hoping…” She blew out a breath. “I saw you in the distance, Max. How could I not? Your skin is underlit like soft candle light when your blood pressure rises.” She smiled. “I lost you as you dove under that yellow canal boat.”
As she fiddled with the strap from the bag that hung from her shoulder, he lowered a hip to the stone ledge, angled one leg out, then clasped his hands together. With cool seawater water dripping down his back—he waited.
Playing with the paper bag in her hand, Chloe said, “I could take my food and go,” she teased him; those lavender-pink eyes glittered in frustration. “Every morning you run your animal before heading into the lab to work. I just thought you might like to share breakfast with me first.”
“And you thought it was okay to walk around in the dark?”
“I’m a bull shark. I can protect myself.”
“In that dress?” he muttered, watching the reflections from the water highlighting her curves under the pink silky material.
“Max, my gallery is three blocks back. I was hoping to share breakfast with you. I haven’t seen you in a few weeks.”
“Your choice, Chloe. I told you I understood you needed time after your break-up with Ayden.”
They both flipped a glance over the edge. Soft gurgles from the canal bounced through the air as marine life began surfacing. The tranquil morning enticed more than just his need for calm. By contrast, the quiet between them had become—deafening.
“I wanted to apologize for the other week—” she started.
Her silver sandals caught his attention when she crossed her ankle. She clasped her hands in her lap. “—when the queen arrived.”
I hope you enjoyed a small sample of “Max”. A novella, Max, will be available 5/12/2012 exclusively at Amazon.
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Sincerely, Cora Blu