ate was chrome and cold glass, this room was floor-to-ceiling walnut, filled with the scent

chest. He wasn't just decompressing; he was vibrating with a restless, predatory energy he

idn't turn. He knew the footfa

hiding,"

p of the bourbon. "I'm brooding

d cashmere sweater and silk pajama bottoms. The sweater was charcoal, making his skin look like cream and his silver

low, velvet register. "He's worried about a lawsuit. H

ering light. "I was exactly as physical as I needed to be.

way. He stepped closer, entering the three-foot zone without a hint

sting a massive, looming shadow over Elias. He didn't stop until he was in

eemed to settle in Elias's chest. "I'm the one who knows how you take your coffee, how you hold yo

trembling as he brushed them against the pulse poin

alloused hand cupping the back of Elias's neck. His thumb traced the sensitive skin just behind E

eyes fluttering shut as he leaned into Jax's touch.

of Elias's heart, the sheer vulnerability of him. "I stayed for the money in the beginning. But forty-two million dollars doe

up, his hands tangling in the front of Jax's unbuttoned shirt, pu

g against Elias's, their breaths mingling in the quiet space between them

as whispered a

flush against the hard, unyielding line of his body. The contrast was staggering-Elias's

h, then his jawline, down to the hollow of his throat. He felt Elias's han

s skin, a possessive, territorial claim

soft sound of surrender

them noticed. The library was no longer a room for books; it was a sanctuary of heat and frict