Page 21 of Possessed

“You mean before she screams and gets torn into pieces and part of you gets sucked away with her? No. How ’bout I try some old-fashioned detective work instead.”

“Aubrey and I can handle it. We’ve been doing this for months.”

“How much longer do you think you two have?” he asked bluntly, his voice a lot colder than he meant it to be.

Her face lost the little color it had had. “I don’t know,” she said listlessly. “I can’t tell because I don’t feel right—don’t feel whole—without Aubrey. So a piece of me is missing whether I’m being drained by a serial killer or not.”

“All right, then, let’s not push it.” He gentled his voice. “You’re tired.”

“I’m always tired.”

“I’ll take you home. You can rest and I’ll call you as soon as I have something.”

“Do you have to?”

Raef raised a brow at her. She looked away and he saw some color in her cheeks. Before he could say anything she seemed to collect herself and turned her eyes back to his. Their gazes met and held.

“I know you have a thing for Aubrey. That’s fine.” Lauren looked away.

“That’s weird,” he said, wishing she’d meet his gaze again. “She’s dead.”

“That’s fine,” she repeated as if he hadn’t spoken. “I don’t want to stay because I want to have sex with you or anything like that.” When he just stared at her, she added, “Not that you’re not an attractive man. You are. Really. Obviously my sister thinks so, and she and I have similar tastes in men.” She pushed a thick strand of blond hair from her face, looked up at him. This time her cheeks were bright pink.

She was beautiful.

His throat felt dry. He cleared it. When she didn’t continue speaking he prompted, “You and Aubrey liked the same guys?” Then he realized what he’d said and he hastily added, “Not that I’m into twin sex fantasies or anything too weird.”

“Definetoo weird.” Her eyes found his again.

And damned ifhischeeks didn’t suddenly feel hot. “Well, after what happened last night between your sister and me, I think my definition oftoo weirdis changing.”

Lauren’s smile was warm—so warm it made his skin tingle. She gave a little laugh. “Okay, before this gets too crazy, let me start over. Raef, I’d really appreciate it if you’d let me stay here until we find my sister’s killer. I mean, if you don’t mind too much.”

“That might be days or weeks,” Raef said.

“It can’t be,” she said, no longer smiling or blushing. “There’s no way Aubrey and I have that long.” She drew a long breath. “The truth is that every time Aubrey gets ripped out of here and takes part of me with her, I’m afraid I may never come back. For some reason you are able to get me back. I don’t think you always will be able to, but for right now being around you makes me feel as safe as I’m able to feel.”

Ah, shit, no!he thought. What he heard himself say was, “Fine. You can stay. But you get the couch.”

“That’s perfect. I like to go to sleep watching TV.”

“That shows a lack in your upbringing,” he said.

“To say the least.”

“What, rough time with nannies?” he asked sarcastically.

“Mother doesn’t believe in nannies. She didn’t have any. Mother also doesn’t believe in children, especially not girl children. Sadly, she had two of them. And our father never paid any attention because we weren’t a son. Here’s a news flash—you don’t have to live in a trailer to be abused as a child.”

“Hey, sorry. That was out of line of me,” he said, feeling like a douche bag.

“Don’t worry about it. Almost everyone assumes Aub and I are spoiled rich girls.” She shook her head wearily. “Were,I mean. She’s dead. I have to start remembering that.”

“All right, that’s enough. Let’s go.” Raef gestured for her to come out from behind his desk.

“Are you making me leave?”

He hated the soft, scared tone of her voice. “No, I said you could stay. I may be an ass, but I don’t break my word. What I’m making you do is take a nap.”