Ivory’s Familiars (The Familiars Book 1)
‘Seth watched the angry swish of Ivory’s hips as she stalked from the room. What the hell just happened? He didn’t think he had ever been reduced to nothing but a walking penis so effectively before. The past three days had been heaven, hell, and purgatory all at once. The progress of the case had been frustratingly slow, but spending time with Ivory had been its own reward. She appealed to him on every level. He had always thought that Vaughn, Ronan, and himself were all pieces of the one whole – they balanced each other, challenged each other, and complemented each other. He had never thought anything was missing before now. But having met the lovely, vulnerable bartender, he was beginning to wonder if there was a bonus piece to their puzzle. A quartet rather than a triad.
He recalled the conversation with Ronan and Vaughn from the night before. The had been discussing Ivory – again – and what they wanted to do about her. He felt for sure she was starting to soften towards them. He had no doubts about her lust, the spicy scent of the woman had them walking around with semi’s twenty-three out of twenty-four hours a day. It was her mind that they needed to crack.’ Copyright 2017 Montana Ash