Page 71 of Rival Hero


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Well, shit. I didn’t flinch when she called me Cal this time.

“Klein.”

She’s hiding shit from me even as we speak. If she wants to call me by my given name, she’s going to have to earn that shit too. And she’s not starting off on the right foot.

Her posture collapses, and her face falls. “Right.” She takes a deep breath and tosses her gaze to the ceiling. “Okay,Klein, I realize that I have no right to ask you to put your faith in me. But I’m begging you to try to trust me on this. My heart is in the right place.”

I spare a quick glance at the door, contemplating leaving. But something keeps me rooted to the seat. An electric current shoots between us when our eyes lock. Heat fills my chest, but it’s no longer from anger.

Only desire.

A carnal fucking need that can only be satisfied by claiming her body. By throwing her on the ground or my bed or against a freaking wall and slamming my cock inside her until she comes apart, shattering around me.

I stifle a groan, hoping to hide the way she affects me.

How can I still want her the way I do? It makes no damn sense.

Ignoring her request to trust her— because fuck no— I gesture toward the screen in a sweeping motion. “Mia, what is it you expect me to do about this?”

She puts her hand on my forearm, giving it the slightest squeeze, and whispers, “We need to save her.”

“We aren’t public service officers or vigilantes.”

Her grip on my forearm tightens. “I promise I’ll tell you why she’s special. But not here. I don’t want to…” Despondently, she trails off and shakes her head. “I’ll feel better if we don’t talk about who she is here. At Redleg. Okay?”

Not sure why the idea of seeing her outside of work excites me. Probably because of my desire to screw her brains out at the first possible opportunity.

I toss my hands in anI give upgesture. “Sure. Fine. What can you tell me now?”

“We need to find this girl, Klein. But it’s going to be dangerous. I think I can locate her with a little time, but I don’t have the physical skills to extract her.” She clears her throat. “If she’s been taken by who I suspect, then she’s in for a lifetime of suffering. More pain and torture than anyone deserves, and that’s if she survives it. No one should be hurt like that.” Her lips form a perfectOshape, and she forces out a slow exhale before adding, “But especially not her.”

She worries her lower lip. I can’t resist grazing my thumb over it, freeing it from her teeth. Her breath hitches as her gaze tracks the movement of my hand falling from her mouth.

Somehow, I force myself to continue the conversation, regardless of my dick’s desire to take charge of this interaction. “I don’t want anyone to hurt unnecessarily. But what’s so important about this girl?”

“I promise I will tell you. Soon. For now, I need your help.”

“The cops can’t help?”

Her beautiful green eyes roll. “It’ll take them too long. And that’s if they find her at all. Every hour she’s gone makes it more likely she’llneverbe found alive. In fact, I need to start digging up more information on the case. I don’t have enough to save her yet. But I will. And once I find her, we need to be ready to go.”

I’m going to regret this.

“Fine. I’ll help. But if I’m going to put my ass on the line for someone I don’t know who isn’t a Redleg client, then I deserve to know why. When are you going to give me the full story?”

Her face brightens, and she nods eagerly. “Tonight. I’ll tell you tonight. Can you come over after work?”

I force a tight swallow, my head swimming at the possibility of the two of us alone again. “To your place?”

“Yes.” She breathes the word, conveying a blend of hopefulness and heat with her tone.

That earnest expression she wears flays me wide open. Every line on her face is painted with a genuine vulnerability that’s so unexpected it nearly takes my breath away. From the soft set of her lips to the tiny tug of the skin by her eyes and the lift of her brows. Every last bit of her seems earnest, vulnerable, and uneasy all at once.

For the first time, I’m seeing a glimpse of the real her.

The real Mia.

The one I thought I was getting to know that night at the Sassy Parrot.

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