Page 32 of Face Your Demon


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She really wished she had shifter hearing. She would have loved to hear what the person on the other end of the line said because Zane’s eyes flashed black for just the briefest of moments.

“No. I’m fine.” The green poured back and he stared at her. “Under control now.”

Was he talking about her again? Or himself? Jana pulled restlessly at the cuff. Her wrist was aching. She wanted that damn thing off. Wanted to be on the motorcycle, riding fast and free.

“A cop stopped us about fifteen minutes ago. He tried to shoot me. No, no, I’m not fucking kidding you. I identified myself, and he still took aim. He wanted Jana.”

Ah, so now she was “Jana” and not just his “bounty”? “That’s something,” she muttered.

“I took care of him.” His gaze sliced around the area. Probably searching to make sure the cop hadn’t found them. “But you need to talk with Antonio. Find out what’s going on.” A pause. “Right.”

Was the guy gonna talk all day? She exhaled and rubbed the back of her neck. A hot bath would be heaven. She had so many scrapes and bruises on her body. Hell, forget the bath. She’d settle for a shower.

Maybe even a shower with Zane. Because one last wild ride, before her freedom was ripped away? Oh, that was tempting.

She bet the man would look phenomenal wet, those muscles glistening…

“Do I want you to send out a retrieval team?”

His words had her heart racing and the gaze she’d accidentally dropped to his chest flew back up to his face. She couldn’t help it, Jana shook her head once. No. Better the demon you knew, right?

And if she knew those jerks after her, they’d trail any retrieval team. Zane would never make it back to Night Watch. Neither would she.

The handcuffs were keeping them together and, though Zane didn’t realize it, those cuffs were the only thing that had kept him alive so far.

His eyes tightened just a bit at the corners. “No, I’ll bring her in. We’ll be there within the hour.”

Then the call was over. He hung up the phone with a soft click of sound.

“You want to tell me why that cop was after you?” He stepped closer to her, and his body brushed against hers.

“You’re in over your head.” That was what she told him. “Haven’t you realized that things aren’t what they seem?”

“Things are never what they seem.” He let the glamour vanish from his eyes so that she could see him as he really was. All that darkness. The back of his left hand brushed her cheek. “Did you really start those fires in New Orleans? Did you kill those two humans?”

Ah, the humans. Humans equaled innocents, right? She stood on her tiptoes and let her mouth come close to his. She wanted his lips. Wanted his tongue.

So she’d take them.

Jana pressed her mouth against his. Her tongue snaked inside the crease of his lips. Pushed inside to slide against his.

A rumble built in his throat. And then his hands were on her, the cuffs pulling her hand back as he curled his fingers around her waist. His hips rocked against her, and the long, hard length of his cock was more than obvious.

Take the pleasure. Enjoy the rush. Deal with the hell that comes later.

Oh, so tempting.

She opened her mouth wider, loving the thrust of his tongue. Wishing his cock was driving into her sex the same way.

His mouth hardened on hers as the need burned between them. Her legs shifted restlessly against him as the lust pumped through her. Her panties were getting wet. He wasn’t the man she should want. He wasn’t safe. But…

He was strong. Sexy.

And she’d touched his wild side once.

Zane’s mouth tore from hers, and Jana could have howled in frustration. “Did you do it?” The words were so deep that she almost couldn’t understand him.

Jana swiped her tongue over her lips and tasted him.

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