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Letin her head and she blurted the question that iainst the door It was a strong hand, long-fingered, bronzed frohborsPrivate That hy she’d bought the house

Besides, she wasn’t exactly clear on what "this" was Her fingers tightened around the doorknob "Who’s with you?"

"My partner" A touch of i to ask nicely here, Ms Maloan Letso nicely? A hot spurt of fire stroked through her gut

Uh, oh She did not need to get turned on by a dark, ru voice

She also didn’t need cops on her doorstep

Cara released the chain and hurriedly jumped back as the door was shoved open Then the men stormed inside, and her heart pounded too fast as a shiver of fear skated down her spine

It wasn’t the guns in their hands that h they were a definite concern Bullet wounds hurt like a bitch--she knew, she’d been shot once Not exactly a stellar memory

No, it wasn’t the weapons that uy, Detective Brooks, he was tall, a couple of inches over six feet, and leanly ht lines of his body, a strength that hung in the air around hiuy was handsoht nose, a chiseled jaw and chin His top lip was a little too thin, but strangely sexy And his eyes, they were dark brown They looked…war about hi hot Dark A curl of heat unfurled within her, and a rah her mind I want to taste hi just beneath his surface He’d be delicious

The deht to hold on to her control

With an effort, Cara ed to shift her attention to the other cop He stood farther back, his bright blue stare trained on her The guy looked like so, ht, sharp High cheekbones, broad forehead, and a jaw that was clenched

He was a good-looking guy, in a rough, scary way One of those guys who looked like he could beat the shit out of a man and never even break a sweat

Despite his obvious power, he didn’t spark a hunger within her Not like the other uns are really necessary" What in the hell was going on? Her heart was beating in a double-tian to pant out as she eyed the weapons Okay, for the first three seconds, the guns had just been an annoyance, but the longer the two jerks kept holding the weapons, well, the

As fear and adrenaline flooded through her, she began to feel the sting of her power racing through her veins

The second cop, the partner yet to be naaze flew to his face His nostrils flared, as if he were catching a scent in the air

Oh, daot scared or excited, she lost control of them Mortal men usually responded instantly to the scent of her kind--soly

The scent of a succubus could be a powerful weapon in seduction…or in death

The guy’s nostrils widened again He’d definitely caught the scent So he should--

He took two quick steps back, shaking his head

Cara realized she was in serious trouble Only other supernaturals could hold out against her scent Actually, in her experience, only shifters could resist the smell Demons, vamps, and charmers--well, they usually flocked to her like she was some kind of tasty dessert treat

Shifters Hell They were soerous and often homicidal supernaturals This cop, the one who looked like he routinely ate nails, or perhaps even sood thing

But what about Detective Brooks? She turned her head sloary of finding another killer in her midst

His dark stare was locked on her His eyes ide His nostrils flared slightly and she knew that he, too, had caught the new scent Her scent Sex and woman

Cautiously, she took a step toward hiuy, he’dhis lips

Oh, that was a good sign, that was--

His gun lifted, pointed straight at her "What the hell are you doing to me?"

For a moment, her heart stilled Damn it

Human, but, unfortunately for her, a sensitive huh latent psychic talent to be trouble

The night had just gone to hell

"Don’t get too close to her" The order came from the shifter

Her chin lifted as she raised her empty hands "I’m not exactly arround her back teeth together

He was pissing her off They both were, and she still didn’t knohy they were in her house "Look," she gritted, "I want to knohat’s going on and I want to kno "

The hu a set of perfectly white, even teeth, and a dimple in his left cheek "We have souns" She was practically waving her empty hands in their faces It should be obvious to theon?

He inclined his head slightly and then finally lowered his gun "Ms Maloan, I’ to need you to come doith us"

Oh, she didn’t like the sound of that "Why" A stark demand She was tired of this crap They’d all but forced their way into her houns at her, terrified her She wanted to knohy

"Does the na his weapon

Ice chilled her blood, but she kept her face expressionless "Should it?"

His sht and ten?"

Fuck She knehere these questions were heading and she also knew the situation wasn’t going to end well for her "Here" Her hands fell to her sides

"Alone?" The doubting question cahbors see you? Delivery guy? Anyone?" Brooks asked Brooks--that was his last name She couldn’t remember his first name, and for some reason, that fact seemed important

She should know the name of theher lips in a quick, nervous move, she adot home a little after five" No one had been out when she’d pulled up into her drive Just her luck Usually, one of her neighbors would have been out doing some kind of yard work, but the one tie, well, fate screwed her Her lips twisted as she ad I just, ah, stayed here"

Brooks’s stare raked her body, lingering for aan old black tank top and a pair of sweatpants Hardly sexy Not succubus material But--

His pupils flared and she knew he liked what he saw

Under other circuht have been inclined to play

But she’d just sworn off sex, and while the detective had ed to stir her interest, he’d also pissed her off