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She giggled. Girly, and fake. It grated on my nerves.
Eoghan snapped, and he tried to move around the table to get to her, the gun still out, his arm outstretched. I stepped in his way, grabbing him by the collar to make him stop.
Rose dropped her hand, and the power went out. We were thrust into darkness. The only light was from the slanted moonbeams.
I used all my strength to hold Eoghan in place, not letting him get past me. He was struggling, ready to plow me over, and I prayed he didn’t pull the trigger.
Then the lights came on. I could hear the beeps of the security systems coming back online. I looked over my shoulder, and the hand casually at her hip had two fingers up. Another fucking signal to her man, who, I assume, was on some computer hacked into Eoghan’s system.
I wanted to admire her for a moment. The theatricality of her delivery was impressive. But there wasn’t time. The woman was both foolish and brave. A lethal combination in front of Eoghan whose reputation only touched on his potential cruelty. I had known him since we were children, and his ruthlessness had no human limitations.
“Has my demonstration been effective?” She asked with a self-satisfied smirk that didn’t reach her eyes. “Or will I need to do that again?”
I wrestled the gun from Eoghan, pushing him back towards his seat as I dropped the magazine and cleared the weapon.
“I swear to God, Eoghan,” I said through gritted teeth. “Hurt her and our deal is off.”
I threw my marker down on the table as a bargaining chip, and that caught his attention. He glared at me with resentment and frowned. He took his seat and looked back at the woman, then at me.
Hugo was still eating his food, as if there had been no interruption. As if the standoff hadn’t happened. He still cut a piece of pork, then inspected it with a little disgust, like he was working up the courage to eat it before putting it in his mouth.
“I like her,” Hugo commented, nodding to the girl, who quirked a brow at his compliment.
“Get your woman out of here before I kill her,” Eoghan growled.
That sounded like a bloody good idea. I walked around the table and grabbed her by the elbow. She pulled it out of my arm.
“I’m not done here,” she said without looking at me.
“Yes, you are,” I told her, grabbing her arm again, willing for her to look at me. My hand strayed to the blade at my side. I’d get her out of here one way or another. But I also feared that she’d be the kind of woman who could turn on the edge of a blade. I’d work on her lack of obedience later.
She was an immovable block, and she wouldn’t budge unless I gave hersomething.
I leaned down to her, bringing my lips to her ear.
“I’ll show you where LeBlanc is, but you have to come with menow.”
She turned to me, and that mask fell. Her eyes softened, her lips parted. I saw the pulse on her neck beating fast. I tightened my grip on her arm, pulling her against me, her breast against my chest. She was warm. Her skin heated. Probably the tension of her little show. She was like a pot of water on a fire, boiling over faster when a lid was on top.
The rage that I coveted was under that stony exterior. She was like a bomb, primed and ready to blow at the slightest spark. I wanted to control that spark. The when and where of it.
I could smell her tension. It emanated from her skin, and it was light and heady. I wanted to lick her cheek and taste it on my tongue.
“Trust me,” I whispered into her ear when she hesitated.
She gave me the slightest nod. She let me pull her by the wrist out of the dining room and into the hallway and into the foyer. Guards were outside the front door, but we were out of earshot from Eoghan before I let her go.
She was safe from the barrel of his gun, which I could hear clicking together again as he replaced the magazine
I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her to my chest. She hesitated before returning my embrace.
“You foolish woman,” I said under my breath. I wrapped her even tighter until my arms shook with the force of it. She didn’t complain. She laid her head on my chest, and that simple act eased my racing heart. “Do you know what danger you were in?”
“Of course I did,” she whispered. “I’m not stupid.” She brought her palms to my chest and pushed me away. “Where’s LeBlanc?”
At an arm’s distance, I could take in her appearance, without the distraction of danger. She was as stunning as I had remembered. A work of art, her body sculpted and perfect. She was raw power and energy, packaged in this dark-skinned, wild-eyed woman. It wasn’t fair for God to have put all that together in one small creature.
“Don’t do it.” A whisper came down from the rafters, echoing ominously around us. “Save yourself.”
