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Weird.
“Let’s get out of here,” I tell her.
“Where do you want to go?”
“My place.”
Dani doesn’t have a particularly good poker face. I see the way her eyes sparkle. There’s no doubt in my mind she’s been looking for a way into my home to gain access to my computer. I’m no FBI operative, but I can still put myself in her shoes. That’s what she’s been after the whole time.
Which is why I’m totally surprised when she answers, “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
And here I thought she’d jump at the chance. What’s her game?
“Why not?” I ask her.
Even with all the flashing lasers and dim house lights, I can see the bright red flush of her cheeks. “We’re moving kind of fast, aren’t we? I don’t sleep with guys on the second date.”
“You seemed rather keen yesterday,” I point out.
“That’s because we were playing a game.”
Damn, she’s good at playing the coy, innocent girl next door. Why is she stalling? Is she worried about actually having to sleep with me?
A strange weight of guilt sits heavily in my chest. The chemistry between us is off the charts, this attraction I feel toward her quickly spiraling out of control. I keep forgetting I’m nothing but a mission to her. A target. Was it her idea to seduce me? Or is she being fed the idea by someone else? Either way, she can’t possibly want me, no matter how badly my body seems to want her.
I keep trying to push her limits, but it seems she’s game no matter what I throw at her. How far is she willing to take this? It wouldn’t be right, sleeping with her. Especially not knowing what I know.
“Then how about we play another?” I suggest.
She arches a brow. “What do you have in mind?”
I take a step back, releasing her from my hold. I don’t miss the way she steps forward, chasing after me.It’s all a part of her performance, I tell myself.
“Let’s go find a gyro place or something,” I mumble. “Last one there is a rotten egg.”
Dani throws her head back and laughs. It’s such a beautiful sound, even if it’s fake. “What are you, twelve?”
I’m already turning away. “Come on, slow poke.”
“No fair! I’m in heeled boots!”
I chuckle. “I’ll carry you if your feet get sore.”
Dani rolls her eyes, quick to reach out and take my hand as we leave the club. It’s almost a little ridiculous how right her fingers feel laced between mine. I tell myself not to get used to it.
Chapter 11
Dani
We’re being followed.
I’m not sure if Luka’s noticed yet, but the creepy guy at the club who wouldn’t stop staring at me has been tailing us for the last five blocks. I’ve already taken stock of his features. Caucasian, roughly 6’3”, approximately two hundred thirty pounds. Shaved head, no discernable piercings, but I think I see a neck tattoo peeking out over the collar of his jacket.
As far as mean mugs go, this guy’s a winner. His nose is wonky, like it’s been broken and set improperly several times. His lips are thin and curled up into an ever-present sneer. And his eyes have a deranged gleam, cold and dead and frightening like a shark.
I’m not sure yet if he’s just some random freak who’s decided to stalk us both—there are plenty of crazies in New York—or if he’s with Luka. Could it they be working together? Has Luka figured out who I am and has this thug tailing us to make sure I don’t do anything to him? Whatever the reason, Luka and I can’t seem to shake him.
“Pretty good, right?” Luka asks me as we dive into our gyros from a corner stand.
