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The tiny tugs on her scalp reaching deep inside her, Ashwini looked up at a wash of wind to see a squadron of angels passing overhead on a low flight path They dipped their wings as a unit as they passed, and she knew Janvier had been spotted He raised his free hand in acknowledgust of wind blew his hair back from his face

That face could never be called beautiful It had too es But sexy? Yes, Janvier was sexy in every way a man could be sexy The curve of his lips, the dark shadow of scruff on his jaw that said he didn’t fuss about being pretty, the glint of sinful knowledge in his eyes, the lazy way he e a woman would have to exercise incredible willpower to repudiate

Ashwini’s willpoas at an all-time low

As if he sensed that, Janvier slid his hand down her back to hook one thu at her boundaries and it hat he always did If he ever stopped flirting with her, a part of her would die “Do you have to report in to Illiu his io there, to talk about the agony that both divided and united her and Arvi; she couldn’t forget his betrayal, and Arvi couldn’t forgive what he saw as hers

“I can call in the inforaze was acute, but his words easy “You?”

“I’ll do the sa Sara while he contacted Illium

Ashwini updated the Guild Director on the details, then said, “My instincts are screaer of worse to co to do with her oing to keep an eye on the area, workloose”

“I’ you on an active hunt for another teeks at least,” Sara replied, “so take the time and keep me in the loop No heroics” It was a command “I damn well don’t intend to watch the undertakers put another one of round”

There had been far too many funerals after the battle that had thundered in the air, on the rooftops, and along the streets of Manhattan Hunters, vaelsthe wave of death had been indiscririef left in its wake a heavy shadow that colored Sara’s order tonight “Noted,” Ashwini said to the other wo up

Then she turned, looked at the man alked toward her, his hair wind-tumbled and his smile an invitation, and knew she was about ten seconds away froht be the worst mistake of both their lives

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Janvier wanted Ashwini He’d wanted her since their first reen huonflies buzzing in the air It had taken everything he had not to attempt to seduce her then and there, the desire to lick up the salt-laced tang of her as he drove his cock into her body a sudden, violent craving