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My gaze slid from his. “I told you, that’s standard procedure.”
“Well, to hell with your ‘procedure.’ I smashed the vials and tossed them in a garbage can.”
He closed the space between us. His eyes weren’t dark anymore. They were a bright jungle-green. They dared me to get angry about the smashed vials, but in a way, I was relieved.
It was one thing to drug and kidnap a man I believed to be a monster. But I knew Zaq Kral better now, and he was no monster.
“So, Ridley No-Last-Name.” His gaze challenged me. “Can I trust you?”
I stared up at him. I wanted to argue that yes, he could trust me, but when it came right down to it, could he?
Yes, I was doing everything I could to help him, to keep him alive. But if Crow gave me a direct order to stake him, would I disobey?
It felt like my heart was being ripped in two. When you stripped all else away, who was left?
The slayer? Or the woman?
Then Zaq cupped my face and I forgot everything but him. “Say it.” A low murmur that vibrated down my spine. “Tell me I can trust you. Even if it’s a lie.”
I closed my eyes, unable to take the intensity of that jungle-green gaze.
He made a pained sound low in his throat, touched his lips to my temple. “Lie to me, Ridley.”
My heart lurched like it was trying to jump from my chest to his. I took a shuddering breath, and then the words tore themselves out of my lungs like a small explosion. “It wouldn’t be a lie.”
Because, somehow, someway, I was going to find a way to keep Zaq Kral alive.
I grabbed his shoulders, raised onto my toes and smashed my mouth to his in a desperate, you-can-believe-me kiss.
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ZAQ
Ridley’s kiss felt like the truth.
Her heartbeat sped up and she pressed her body against mine with a raw urgency that seemed real.
But maybe I was lying to myself.
She could be playing you.
I’d heard the stories. Slayers would do almost anything to get to their target. Maybe she thought that if she had sex with me, I’d be easier to control.
That didn’t stop my arms from wrapping themselves around her and pulling her up against me. And it didn’t stop my mouth from kissing her back.
She tasted warm and wet, her mouth moving seductively beneath mine.
Who cared if she was playing me? I’d just play her right back.
I palmed one of her ass cheeks, working my fingers under the frayed threads of her jeans shorts.
Gods, the woman did something for frayed shorts. She should wear them all day. Every day. Even in the winter.
Watching her from the shadows, I’d itched to take hold of the threads and jerk, ripping the shorts off her trim little ass. And then I’d drag her panties off and bend her over…
Ridley took a breath, changed the angle of her mouth and dove back in.
But I’d had time to catch my breath as well, and I wanted to slow things down. Otherwise things were going to end too fast.
