Chapters (39)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgements
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- Teaser chapter
“I have a huge dilemma and need to rent your bike.” She shoved the wad of bills at him, with the sinking feeling that this was never going to work. “Can I use your bike for a few hours?” She shoved her purse at him, too. “Here’s my identification, my credit cards, everything. You can hold on to it until I return.”
He flipped through the bills, his eyes widening. “There must be close to ten thousand dollars here.”
She nodded, surprised herself at the amount Stefan had given her. “Just for a few hours, I swear.”
“You even know how to drive one of these things?”
Well, kinda. She nodded and looked up him, infusing her smile with all the sweet, angelic innocence her blond hair, blue eyes, and peaches-and-cream skin conveyed. She’d gotten away with so much in her life because of the way she looked . . . let this just be one more thing.
He waggled the wad of bills in her face and grinned. “That’s a lot of money, honey, but the bike is worth a whole lot more. How do I know you’ll bring it back?”
She gazed down the street and twisted her face in anguish as the limo’s brake lights illuminated and the vehicle turned a corner. Gah. Every moment she stood here was another moment Stefan got farther away. It might even be too late to catch him now.
Sarafina dragged her gaze back to the motorcycle owner. “You don’t. Please, sir, it’s an emergency.”
He considered her for a moment. “Keep your money.” The man handed her the wad. “Name’s Eric and I’ll tell you what, honey, climb aboard and I’ll trail that car you’re following so closely with your eyes. I could use a bit of excitement in my life.”
God, anything! She needed to find out where Stefan was going, even if that meant dragging a non-magickal along for the ride.
She nodded. “Yes, okay, let’s go.” She was practically dancing on the sidewalk in her anxiousness to get going. “Follow the limo that just left here. Not too close, though. You can’t let him know we’re behind him.”
“Hey, I’ve seen movies. I know how to do it. Climb on.” Eric threw his leg over the cycle and she got on behind him. He handed her his helmet. What a gentleman. “Put this on.”
Once she was secure, Eric took off with a jolt that made her scream with surprise and grab on tight.
He let out a holler and took off down the street at a speed that made Sarafina cling to his back for dear life.
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