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Prologue

OKAY, SO HERE'S the thing My mother's worst fear has come true I'm a nymphomaniac I lust after a lot of men Of course, maybe that's because I don't actually actually have sex with any And so anywhere Probably it's unrealistic to think I'll ever get it on with Mike Richter, the goalie for the New York Rangers Ditto Indiana Jones

On the other hand, two of the men on my list of desirables actually desirethat they both sort of scare the hell out of me

My name is Stephanie Plum I'm a bounty hunter, and I ith both these men Both are involved in law enforcement One is a cop And the other takes acri rules Both outclassexperience

Anyway, there coirl's life when she needs to take the bull by the horns (or soe of her life And this is what I just did I made a phone call, and I invited one of the scary men over for a visit

Now I' to decide if I should let him in

My fear is that this could be an experience siot carried away in a Wonder Woe roof, destroyed Mrs Kruzak's prize rosebush, ripped my shorts and flowered cotton underpants, and spent the rest of the day not realizing my ass was exposed

Mental eyeroll Get a grip! There's no reason to be nervous This is the will of God After all, didn't I pick this ht? Well, actually it was a bowl, but still, this is a cosht, so the truth is, I cheated a little and peeked when I picked Hell, sometimes fate needs some help I mean, if I could rely on fate to do the job I wouldn't have had to make the stupid phone call, would I?

Besides, I have so for me I'm prepared for the task ahead Man-eater dress, short and black Anklestrap heels Glossy red lipstick Box of condoms hidden in my sweater drawer Gun fully loaded, on standby in the cookie jar Stephanie Plum, woman on a mission Take 'im down, dead or alive

Just seconds ago, I heard the elevator doors slide open, and I heard footsteps in the hall The footsteps stopped outside my apartment door, and I kneas him because my nipples contracted

He rapped once, and I stood paralyzed, staring at the lock I opened the door on the second knock and stepped back, and our eyes n of the nervousness I felt Curiosity, maybe And desire Lots of desire Desire in spades

“Howdy,” I said

He stepped forward into the foyer, closed the door, and locked it His breathing was slow and deep, his eyes were dark, his expression serious as he studied me

“Nice dress,” he said “Take it off”