THE BILLIONAIRE AND THE DETECTIVE

ook a casual sip. "You know what l li

the bed, then back at him. "Oh

ant it to be. My favorite's the two o'clock hour. For most people, that's the mind wakes up and start

orry about yester

now to stand around ph

of people who come into my place are night people or those who want to remember when they we

, drank from it. "Your job pays well, t

at attracted him to her. "You saying l'm not a responsib

h, glanced at him wi

t their responsibility for a while. To forget the clock's t

She passed the bo

inute. Look at the shadows.

of the night people, with his back name of hair and

them more time to study the lay of the land, if they waited to make the hit during the day. Stake out the mark, learn their pa

That would be more efficient. W

they're

's only the top

the kick,

, and they like the thril

t his thought process so closely followed her ow

ed in that people who live at night are always mo

hat incl

, damn

pped, stared down at the hand he'd shot out

Why didn't you send a uniform

e it's m

No

's not m

wding you." He edge forward to pro

civilians." She angled her chin when he

n make an

ulse is

oused because that was the word that came into her head. That wa

But he countered, just as smoothly, and changed his grip so that his fingers wrapped tight arou

. She told herself it was annoyance that quickened her breathing, an

e wisdom of using it for one short armed punch to the face,

broke off when she saw something sharp come into his eyes, something

st she still held ready. "Damn it, Jon

the consequences of breaking them. All he could

iced on the bedroom rug. He wanted his hands on her, both his hands, and

care. One way or the other, he was bound to be damned for this sin

lip. Freeing the warmth, the softness of it to him, then absorbing it. She made some sound, something t

her, such a contrast of ripeness and heat, overwh

pping her hips, he was ready to feed those hungers

d bumped over

s if she'd drawn

g? What in God's

had gone blurry at the edges. Her arms remained over

body

istake," She m

know

y serious

d her hands in his hair and d

own to the bone. He'd savaged her mouth with that first mad kiss, and she wanted hi

rate gulp of air was like the pump of a drug. The power of

of the waistband of her slacks, then snaked his

came from b

mouth from hers to feast on her thr

his mouth again, had

o pound against madness. The madness urged him to take her, why shouldn't he?

he old fashioned sweetness of it

he deliberate distance he built between them by the chan

patted his shoulder until he did indeed step back. "That was... whoa." Sh

thing

her with a force that blanked the mind. But she'd have to worry about that,

as in there. And it's probably

ttle, set it aside. Then he dipped his hands into his pocket becaus

art and reserve judgment on t

over it like no

m off at the knees, and now he was suppo

ver, took three tapes out of his desk draw

she was trying to rebuild by wiping them off. She took the tape

rget

" she repeated, and took o

y she offered. "Don't let me damned, she decided and spun back. "You can save the attitude.

ey, if we were done, we'd both b

he muttered and sacrificed dignity f