Chapters (49)
- “YOU’VE BEEN STUDYING ME, NARI?”
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- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Epilogue
- Teaser chapter
His gaze dipped to her exposed collarbone. “I’d like to have sex again, don’t get me wrong. But I’m all in or all out, and with a killer on us, I have to concentrate and be sane.”
Sane. Like he’d go crazy if they dated? She pressed her lips together to keep from smiling at the thought. Did she want to date him? The term was too tame for Angus Force. He chased demons while other demons chased him. She blinked. “I think my concussion is getting to me.” She was becoming maudlin. “Do you think you could keep sex casual between us?”
He studied her, his eyes moss green in the morning light. “I don’t know.”
Her thighs tingled. Was he finally beginning to see that he was part of a team and not just its temporary leader? What exactly did she want? She should figure that out before letting him sink his teeth into her thigh again. “We should figure us out, right?”
“Now that’s a question to which I’d appreciate an answer.” Quan strode into the room, his black loafers perfectly polished.
Nari’s stomach dropped and she drew the blanket closer around herself. “Quan. What are you doing here?”
The administrator walked in behind him, looking casual today in dark jeans and a silk top, with a lovely Hermès scarf knotted at her neck. “We were at an early brunch and received word of the attack.” Her shrewd eyes took them both in. “How badly are you hurt? Do we need an ambulance?”
Angus got to his feet. “No. We’re okay.” He faced his former boss. “I don’t know who’s after us, but it must have to do with one of our earlier cases.” He pinched the top of his nose. “The bomber, I mean. The man who attacked Nari, I believe, is the same one killing women and taking their hearts.”
“You have two killers after you?” Quan asked, disapproval in his dark gaze.
It was terribly early in the morning for a business meeting. What was going on between Quan and his boss? Nari set her empty mug on the counter and stood, careful to keep her skimpy clothing covered with the plush blanket. “I’m sorry about that, Quan. I guess all kids rebel a little.”
Angus’s smile flashed quick and then was gone.
At least somebody appreciated her sarcasm. Yep. The two of them against the world. She was turning into a starry-eyed teenager, but she couldn’t drum up the strength to halt herself.
“Nari—” Quan started.
Angus closed in on her, his powerful body providing a shield.