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Within seconds she heard faint crackling sounds

that confirmed the soul reaper wasn’t her only latenight visitor. His gaze clipped from the door to the row

of windows on the far wall.

“You expecting someone?”

“No. You?”

The look he sent her was enough to confirm that

whatever was out there might not be after her, but him.

“Stay behind me.”

As if.Trusting someone else to protect her wasn’t

up there on her to-do list. Drawing her knife from its

sheath once more, she held it in an easy grip.

He raised a brow. “Guess I don’t need to ask if

you’re any good with that.”

With a jerk of her chin toward his blood-soaked

jeans, she gave a soft snort. “Good enough.”

Reaching down, she slid a second blade from her boot.

Again, that incredible smile curved his lips, wider

now, showing straight, white teeth. Of course. They

couldn’t be crooked and yellow. Or missing. That

would be asking for too much.

“Then at least staybesideme.”

“No promises.”

The smile disappeared. “Remember, if you run, I

willfind you.”

“Promises, promises.” But that was just it. He made

it sounds like a promise rather than a threat, as if he

thought she’dwanthim to find her.

His gaze dropped to her lips, her breasts, her knives.

Back to her breasts. The heat in that look singed everywhere it touched.

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