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His eyes waruel and Ari both I’ll be quite safe I’m more worried about you By now, the men who killed Lacey will know her body was found The story you put out, that she died in an auto accident has ht, they’ll know for certain that Victor is gone, and they’ll get nervous again Especially if there’s any hint that you’re checking into Lacey’s activities before her death"

"No one knows I’ I told thes to take care of They’ll assu unusual"

Duncan tipped his head in acknowledgment, but said, "Still, I’d feel better if you weren’t all alone in your house We’ve plenty of room here, you know, and no one would bother you"

Eht about then, because she wouldn’t ed, beco suddenly ain, he did knohat she was thinking He touched his fingers to the heat of her flushed cheek and leaned a little bit closer

"I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you, Eainst hers in a soft, too fleeting kiss

Emma stared up at him "Why do you call me that?" she whispered

"Because it’s your name and I like it It’s old-fashioned"

"You’re the only one who uses it"

"Good" He kissed her again, longer this tih "We’ll talk later"

And just like that he was gone Emma stared after him in frustration When he did stuff like that, she was sure he wanted her, just like she’d been sure in the gy between theet called away, or who knehat else, and he’d disappear, leaving her hot and bothered and wondering

Orfor anything ratification Several hot, sweaty, satisfying hours

Eo for that But then she sighed, knowing herself too well What she felt for Duncan was more than simple lust Maybe not a lifetime commitment, not yet anyway, and maybe not ever, but it was more than what a few hours of sweaty sex would satisfy Of course, that didn’t mean she’d turn down the opportunity if he offered Especially since she had a feeling they’d be the best few hours of her life

She shook herself out of the fantasies flashing across her brain and hurried back to the co about Duncan and his damnable appeal, but she could definitelysoripped her laptop more securely She wasn’t a computer hacker like Louis and the other vampires, but she was a compulsive collector of inforht be exactly what they needed

Duncan clied brick stairs of the private ho a fundraiser Strictly speaking, of course, it wasn’t the senator holding the fundraiser, but one of his supporters Soetonhouse whichfour stories above street level Miguel walked beside hinored the valet service, but he probably wasn’t the only one This kind of affair drew nothing but wealthy guests, people who could help the senator get reelected by writing a check and/or coaxing others to join them Duncan also knew from personal experience that, despite official protestations to the contrary, ht politician, you bought that politician’s ear and often his vote as well It had been that way for as long as some humans had been raised into positions of power, and it alould be

A discreetly colored awning had been stretched above the stoop in front of the townhouse, and two security types were stationed on the slances skated over Duncan, but lingered on Miguel who hly trained and uard He was also ar like this there would be other private security, and they would all be ar the door didn’t know it, but Miguel could probably have done his job just as ithout the gun For that o, a great part of his job had been to protect Raphael But that was before he’d becoed He was not yet certain if he preferred it this way, but it was too late for regrets<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>