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Simon spun around and came face to face with Dee. She was armed, not with a stake this time, but with her gun, and the lady had it pointed dead center between his eyes.
He probably should have acted scared. Should have mumbled some kind of half-assed apology for following her.
Instead, he just stared at her.
“There a particular reason why you’re tailing me?”
The gun didn’t waver. Those sexy-as-sin lips pressed into a thick line.
“Yeah.” He allowed himself a glance down her body. He’d have to be careful with her. He kept forgetting how small and fragile she was.
Maybe because of the gun. Maybe that was making him forgetful.
She acted tough. But that body—soft curves and sweet, tender flesh.
“Eyes up, asshole.”
Apparently the lady didn’t like him ogling her breasts. Fair enough. “You left before I could get your number.”
Her jaw dropped. “What?”
He shrugged. “Your number. I mean, I saved your life. Shouldn’t I at least be able to get your number for that?”
She growled and finally lowered the gun. “Look, buddy?—”
“Simon Chase.”
“Whatever. I don’t have time for this shit. I’m not going to screw you because you shoved me onto the pavement. And, just so you know, I didn’t need you to save me. Not like it’s my first ball game, okay?”
I’m not going to screw you. Hmmm. “Don’t remember asking for a screw.” Though he wouldn’t refuse one with her. “Just your number.”
She bared her teeth. Pretty teeth. White and straight. Not too sharp, though, but then, she was human.
His tongue scraped across his own teeth. A bit sharper than hers.
“I’m working now, I don’t have time for this?—”
“Yeah, you never did answer my question.” Simon cocked his head to the side. “Just what kind of work do you do?”
She holstered the gun. “The kind you wouldn’t understand.”
Doubtful. “Let’s see…you had a wooden stake and you were about ten feet away from a vampire the first time I saw you.” He paused. “I’d say that makes you a hunter.”
Her gaze raked over him. “So what? You know about vampires? Good for you. Someone give the man a cookie.”
He had zero interest in a cookie. “Oh, I know about vampires.” Too much about them. “I also know about the demons and the charmers and the shifters that are running this city.” He even knew her boss, Jason Pak. Pak was the Night Watch Agency. He’d started the bounty hunting business almost twenty years ago, and Dee was one of his top hunters.
But she didn’t need to discover that he’d already researched her.
His hands were loose at his sides now. “I know all about the Other.” The humidity from the hot July night had his shirt sticking against his skin. “And I stopped being afraid of the monsters in the dark one hell of a long time ago.”
Her lips parted.
“Fucking hunter.” A snarl, high-pitched with fury.
Shit.
Simon’s stare jumped over Dee’s shoulder. The vamp was there, blood dripping down her arm, her fangs bared and her eyes glazed black.
