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It tripped over the thought.
And I pushed it aside.
I stayed where I was, continuing to swallow his cum until he was done and his hands were urging me to release my hold on him.
When his dick was free, he lowered to his knees in front of me, and with his fingers still in my hair, he speared me with an unexpected kiss.
He had to have tasted himself but he didn’t seem to care, didn’t even care that his dick was going to freeze off if he didn’t pack it away. He just thrust his tongue against mine, rocking into me, thanking me with his mouth formymouth.
I didn’t even know I needed that ‘thank you’ until it came via Conor’s lips.
When I smiled, he rasped, “I need to taste this kiss.”
“You are,” I mumbled, angling my head, wanting more. Wanting everything.
The crazy thing was that, for the first time in my life,everythingdidn’t seem that far out of reach.
38
DEAD TO ME
Staringdown at Dubrovnik from the vantage point of the city walls, I smirked at a job well done as I dismantled Coop and tucked it inside a custom-created briefcase that, from the outside, screamed ‘socialite chic’ not ‘hitman basic wear.’
Making sure my beanie still covered most of my brow line, I rearranged my gaiter so that it was covering the bottom half of my face again. The only part of me that was visible was my eyes. With the temperatures hovering above freezing, I didn’t look out of place and my ID was as safe as houses.
With that complete, I hiked the strap over my shoulder and adjusted my stance to balance Cooper’s heavy load, then I headed toward the exit where a man was anxiously checking his watch.
A massive tourist hotspot, the attraction had closed an hour ago, and while I’d already paid him off for letting me pass by unchecked, I tossed him some more Croatiankuna,enough to make his wife a very happy woman, gave him my thanks, then jogged down the steps that took me toward the center of the old town.
I wasn’t bullshitting Star about being tired—my jet lag was unreal—but when my cunt-faced, twatwaffle cousin had contacted me and said that Muñoz was on the loose, I knew I couldn’t leave my girl out in the cold.
Sticking to the shadows so I could yawn, I forced myself to focus and then slipped through the alleyways. Though I wanted nothing more than to dive face-first into the mattress back at my hotel room, instead, I made my way to Muñoz’s nest.
The fucker liked to think he was a top-tier sniper, but the proof of his uselessness was in the fact that he’dstayedalive this long. Only the very best like The Whistler, Eagle Eyes, Dagda, (unfortunately), and I had survived the hunt that was currently going down.
Governments around the world had been pitching us against each other, killing too many of my brethren in exchange for cold, hard cash.
Star had gotten on Muñoz’s bad side years ago—he’d just been waiting for an excuse to erase her—but not on my watch.
From twenty feet away, I found his corpse perched on a set of stairs. Slumped over his weapon, his arms tumbling slackly over the edge, and with what was left of his face burrowing against the traditional stone, I peered at him with no guilt, mostly irritation.
Using the shadows again to shield my movements, I drifted toward his position and clambered up the stairs.
A few tourists staggered past, ridiculously drunk for so early in the evening, and I dove into the wall, pressing my hands to the craggy stone, forehead brushing it, as I monitored their path via their rowdy laughs, grateful when they eventually got the hell away from my murder scene.
Ducking out of sight, I started to pat Muñoz down with my gloved hands.
Rigor had nothing to do with the stiffness of his body; it was just that fucking cold.
Retrieving his cell phone and a keycard, I slipped the latter into my pocket and then twisted his face to the side. Half of it was missing whichcouldpresent a problem with the Face ID scanner…
Yay!
When it unlocked, I grinned happily then moved into the settings to switch off his security preferences, using his face a couple more times to facilitate the process.
With his cell and keycard in my possession, I left the fucker alone and slipped away as silently as I’d approached.
When my phone buzzed, I grimaced as I saw Temper’s name on my Caller ID.
