Chapter Thirty-Five
Bodach smirked as he looked up at Puca, his cheeks sucked in as he quirked an eyebrow up at the other man. His look was almost daring as he tried to provoke him over the edge..
“Stop whatever game you are playing with her.” Puca hissed through clenched teeth.
“Not a game, Tha mi ag iarraidh oirre.”
“You don’t fancy her, the only one you’ve ever cared about is yourself.” Puca’s fist slammed into the front door and Bodach surged forward. Hands moving to the other man’s waist to spin him around, pinning him against the wall.
“You and Merrow would have mauled her. She would have killed you, tell me I don’t care, mo charaid.”
“I saw the way you watched her.” Puca said as he pushed Bodach’s hands away.
“And I can still smell her on your fingers.” Bodach countered, suck
