Irresistible Wildness

a long-sleeved shirt over it. The tattoo was of a muscle car with the words Black Knight curved

t was either dark in the room or that he didn't take off his shirt. Even when dr

as a reminder of where he'd come from. And of who he really was. No matter how much Darius changed on the

, many times. And even though Darius hadn't seen his father in more than twenty years, he never wanted to forget that his blood

liar and thief he'd been. And yet, sometimes hi

lot of people when he was younger, people who hadn't deserved to have their cars stolen or their kids' lives turned upsi

an Darius was now, but she'd started going gray because of him. And George, the same age as Sally, had lost what little hair he'd had. Without Sally and Geor

lt, thinking about the pact he'd made with the other Baddricks. The day they'd made that pact was the day he finally understood he'd found his true family in the Baddricks, never the Black Knight. He, Hec

e it, all of them. If it weren't for the fact that Sally and George refused to leave their hometown, Darius would never go back there. Thank God

e Black Knight, and he planned to keep it that way. He was glad that she'd told him her story and he hoped to lear

e. And though he'd only spent a couple of hours with her, he already

of discarded clothing lay on the bed-jeans, shirts, a couple of dresses. Nothing seemed right, certainly not any of her staid work clothes.

, or a flight to Lake Imelda in his private jet for an intimate dinner in an exclusive cas

hich she usually loved. Tonight, however, the loud poundi

be here soon. Are

up done. She just had to decide on her outfit-h

out in

nd secretly, she had to admit she'd been just as thrilled about how attentive Darius had been to her. She

e. More free than she'd been in a very long time. For so long she'd been so careful, but Darius had aimed r

with a normal life. Surely, taking her eye off the ball

d on the d

you r

she'd wear. It turned out to be a flowing, brightly floral skirt that hit her at mid calf. Maybe jus

her purse from the dresser

'm read

e chosen well, since he rarely commented on her outfits. Then again,

e was already running off to

r than waste the formal dining space, she'd converted it to her home office.

for meals. More often than not, they ate in front of the TV, mostly because she had trouble ke

coloring book lay on the coffee table, surrounded by a hu

cise assigned by his teacher, Miss Watsons, to help his dext

e sofa. She'd have to get to those sooner or later. Glancing at h

a little nervous. After all, it had been over a year since she'd

Zion raced to

the door, Darius immediately took her breath away. His white button-down shirt was open at the collar, revealing a dusting of hair climb

ready, Darius. I had to k

her eyes briefly

rius said with a smile she saw onc

ady now," she

aid in that low voice that sent ting

rge

It felt good. Too good. But she simply couldn't make herself pull away. Not when it felt li

ome safe and sound, Z

," Zion said with

as long as she wants b

in half an hour," Na

ke the dark. And two, though she'd trained him to use 911, she wasn't confident about his reaction time. Nathal

gave an exaggerated wave as Da

ron. But he held open the door of a Mercedez Benz for her. Nothing flashy or showy, though it was ele

his black hair, wondering how soft it would be against her fingers. As he closed her door and walked aroun

ng a girl off her feet and making her feel completely breathless, but for some reason sh