Page 12 of Slay My Name


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What did that mean?

“Curious…but more. Like maybe you got a wild side lurking in you. A side that wants out.”

Maybe she did. He sure looked like he could play. After the case.

“I don’t know you, Chase,” she finally told him, too aware of his touch on her skin. Too aware that her nipples were tightening and she was leaning toward him as her nostrils flared and she tried to suck up more of his scent. “I don’t know?—”

“I saved your life.” A fallen angel’s smile. “Doesn’t that count for something?”

Maybe.

“Dee!”

Jude’s hard snarl.

Chase’s hold tightened on her.

Maybe not.

The white tiger shifter stormed through the crowd. People jumped out of his path because they were semi-smart. In seconds, he was at her side, nostrils flaring, lips curling back, blue eyes…watering?

“Uh, Jude? What’s going on?” Dee asked,

“Problem,” he growled and the man was good at growling. His eyes—and, they were most definitely watering—zeroed in on Chase. The two men were about the same height and had the same rough, strong build. But Jude was light, his skin fair, his hair blond, and Chase . . .

Darkness. The thought came to her once more.

Jude’s gaze dropped to the hand that still bound her wrist. “Man, you’d better not be bothering Dee.”

Great. Because she needed him to act like an overprotective jerk right then. “Got it covered.” More than covered. So what if Chase’s thumb was sliding back and forth over her wrist and the movement had her heart jumping? No big deal.

Jude’s stare turned back to her. “We’ve got a situation.”

One that shouldn’t be discussed in front of an outsider. She got that. She tossed a careless smile Chase’s way and tried really hard not to care. Her life wasn’t like other women’s. She couldn’t go out, find a great guy, and forget the world while they had sex.

Not when killers were waiting.

If the people in this bar had half a clue what was hunting them…

“See you around,” she told him, keeping her voice bland and tugging her hand free. His fingers had been rough against her, lightly callused, warm, and strong.

Too easy to imagine those fingers sliding over her flesh. Cupping her breasts. Spreading her thighs.

Dee swallowed. Okay. So maybe it had been too long since she’d been laid.

“I can help you.” His cool words had her hesitating, glancing back, dammit.

He stared at her, unblinking.

“Not amateur night, buddy,” Jude murmured and his nostrils twitched. “Dee and I have a job to do, we don’t?—”

“Maybe you need prey to draw out the vampire,” Chase continued, never taking his eyes off her. “Maybe I’m the man you need.”

Only one way to find out.

“Hell, what have you been telling him?” Jude demanded, swiping his hand across his forehead. “Low profile, woman, low profile.”

Dee ignored him. Pretty easy to do most days. “We’ve got this one covered.”

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