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“You are already that woman, Megan,” Scott said.
“No, you don’t understand. I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve you.”
Eric’s face darkened, and she felt a shiver shoot through her. His displeasure was terrifying to look at, so she turned her gaze to the floor.
She felt his fingers on her nipples again, tightening even more, pulling her attention back to him and away from her doubts. “You don’t think we know what you deserve?” His icy-blue stare reached deep into her, blasting away uncertainties. “We know.”
Eric’s lips crashed against hers, making her dizzy. One of his hands was on her neck and the other was on the small of her back. He pulled her in tighter into his kiss. She parted her lips, surrendering to his advancing tongue. He deepened their kiss, and she felt her whole body begin to melt into his. A tingle spread from her belly down her thighs.
Without a word, Eric ended their kiss and turned her to face the other Knight in the room.
“We know what you deserve,” Scott said. And then he pulled her into his body, pressing her mouth with his. Her head spun, not with doubt this time, but with knowing. They were her knights, her men. Tremors spread through her, heating her body up.
And then the kissing ended just as suddenly as it had begun. Her lips were throbbing as much as her nipples were now.
“She wants more, bro.” Scott sent her a wicked wink.
“Not now. Jason is waiting for us. I told him it would only be a minute. We’re past that.” Eric looked at her. “Unless you don’t mind if Jason watches.”
She gasped.
He laughed and so did Scott.
“Our Megan is something else, isn’t she?” Scott asked.
“That she is.” Eric punched the button again, and the big doors unlocked and opened.
Megan knew her cheeks had to be
bright red, but she hoped Jason wouldn’t notice.
The sheriff walked in and smiled. Damn, he knew what had happened. Were all the men in Destiny in cahoots?
“Give it to us, Jason. What do you have for us?”
“Sorry, guys. Still no sign of Vicky. Her condo looks like she left in a hurry.”
“Fuck. Is that all?”
“No. I actually have a favor to ask.” Jason opened the file on her desk. The police photos inside were of a bloody murder with two bodies. “These are the two tattooed thugs we got last week who were going to testify against Sergei’s father, Niklaus.”
“Protective custody isn’t what it used to be.” Scott spread out the photos, and Megan thought she might actually get sick.
“You’re telling me,” Jason said. “That’s why I’m here. I smell a rat and a cyber one at that.”
She couldn’t seem to make herself look away from the images of the dead men. Her stomach lurched again, but she was able to breathe through it.
“What makes you think that?” Eric asked.
The sheriff shrugged. “Just a hunch, but I’ve learned a long time ago to trust my hunches.”
“So much blood.” The memory of the day her mother’s nose started bleeding washed over her like a sickening wave. It happened during her last chemo infusion and the doctors and nurses were trying to get the bleeding to stop but it wouldn’t. It never did.
Eric moved in front of her, blocking the images from her view. “This is too much for you, isn’t it?”
She nodded.
“That’s what I thought,” he said. “Jason, we’ll take this to the conference room.”
