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When his hand slid down and cupped her bottoether so their bodies were in intirasped his shoulders, intent on pushing hi wasn’t only in her head

The phone rang again, insistently, and Connor set his hands on her shoulders to steady her as they broke apart

Flustered, she glanced around the living roo cordless was located

She spotted it peeking from under a throw pillow on the couch and hesitantly picked it up “Hello?” Her voice was still husky with arousal

“I’ for you” The voice at the other end of the line was raspy and hoarse

“Who is this?”

“Lay off your cases at the DA’s Office or you’ll end up dead”

Her hand tightened on the receiver She knew she had to keep hiet more clues “I don’t scare easily”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Connor tense and his brows draw together She turned away as he strode toward her

There was a gri to bet Daddy would pay a nice little suet you back—dead or alive”

Suddenly, the receiver was torn from her hand “Touch her and I’ll obliterate you like the scum you are” Connor’s voice was clipped and deadly “You won’t be able to walk down the street without watching your back”

Allison guessed the line one dead because Connor punched a few buttons on the receiver, listened for a few seconds, and then tossed the phone onto a chair with a disgusted look on his face “Should have known it wouldn’t be that easy to trace”

“Why did you do that?” she deive me a chance to try to draw him out”

“Draw hiet it, honey You may work for the DA, but take it from souy’s a wily bastard He’s only going to be drawn out when he comes for your pretty little neck”

“There’s no need to be crude,” she snapped

“What did he say?” he demanded

“He warnedon”

“And?”

“And what?”

“What else?”

Seeking a distraction, she adjusted a pillow on the couch “And he i was in the cards” She didn’t add the part about a ranso even more fuel to Connor’s bonfire

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Connor cursed “I’ down here”

“What?”“You heard me My job starts now” He cast a skeptical look at her tiny, chintz-covered couch It looked about as comfortable as a linoleum floor “I don’t suppose that couch converts into a sofa bed?”

“It doesn’t convert into anything It’s an antique”

He could alrown up with some class, you would have known that”