Page 21 of Deadly Sights

The cat raises her head. Upon sighting Nadira, the feline springs forward with a chorus of meows to greet us.

“Your sense of humor leaves a lot to be desired.” Nadira rolls her eyes and opens her arms in time to catch the cat leaping into her arms.

While Leaper soaks in Nadira’s affection, I steer them toward the bedroom. Although there is an unnamed threat awaiting us, watching Nadira give and receive affection only reinforces why she deserves more opportunities to be showered with love and admiration. And I’m the man who’ll deliver them to her if not create the circumstances.

“Take your time and refresh yourself. I have something to take care of.” I step back ready to deal with the danger.

She drops Leaper on the bed and spins toward me before I can leave the room. “Your errand wouldn’t have anything to do with the Citroen that was on our tail from the time we left the wedding, would it?”

“You knew?” I turn to face her.

“I discovered a tracker on my car when I arrived. Before you met me on the way in, I’d already disposed of it. I figured they’d investigate my last location.”

I nod, appreciating her no-nonsense manner. “So you understand why I need to step out?”

“Did you pack my things while you were reorganizing my life today?”

“If you’re asking about your arsenal, yes. You should find your suitcase in the closet.”

She follows my directions and selects a case. She removes the false bottom. “I’ll be ready in five. I should probably change so I don’t mess up my dress.”

I shake my head, unsurprised by her response. “There’s no convincing you to stay and relax?”

“How will I know what they’re after?”

“You could trust me to relay the information.”

“But what if I also want to send a message?”

“I don’t know how I missed the signs.” I shake my head in wonder. As deep as my knowledge of Nadira goes, she still surprises me. “You’re too calm, which means you’ve entered the tundra level of pissed. I would feel bad for whoever got you this mad, but considering I don’t appreciate anyone else keeping tabs on you, I need to make my feelings known. Unfortunately, they’re the type this person won’t walk away from.”

Nadira positions her body in a loose fighting stance, placing her right leg ahead of her left and resting her weight on the balls of her feet. “Do we need to fight this out?”

A smile spreads across my face. “Sparring with you will be a nice appetizer for the meal awaiting me outside. Should I wait for you to change first?”

“Not on your life. You’ll leave me waiting, and I’m not falling for that smile you wield like a weapon.”

“Good to know you aren’t immune to my smile.” I check my watch. “If you’re ready by the time I’ve gottenmygear, we can leave together.”

Nadira raises her arm to access the side zip and slowly slides it down.

“Otherwise…” I follow the slider as it releases the elements, revealing the warm brown skin hiding beneath.

She drops the dress to the ground. Brown boob tape that perfectly matches her deep complexion restrains her breasts, and a pair of lace boy short panties highlight her thick thighs and upper pussy area.

“Rest…easy,” I finish although I’m not sure what my earlier point was. I reach out to her, forgetting my vow not to initiate anything before she trusts me.

The vision of her reaching for a set of blades to strap to her thighs jolts me out of my daze. I spin around and withdraw before temptation wins and she leaves me behind.

Despite my rush, we meet at the door. Dressed in breathable black, Nadira is no less enticing than when she stood in her underwear.

“Where do we start?” she asks.

Alastair reappears. “I believe there is a person of interest making his way to the roof as we speak. He tripped a sensor on the way.”

Nadira and I glance at each other and change direction.

“You wouldn’t have any drop cloths handy would you?” I call behind me.

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