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They didn’t feel good either.
In the video, a man approached her from the other end of the climbing wall. She stopped and waited for him, never resting her hand on the gun in the holster. That meant she trusted him, whoever he was.
“No audio, unfortunately,” Zirkov added. “I didn’t want to risk showing this to a lip reader I couldn’t trust.”
“So you don’t know what he’s saying to me?”
“I was hoping you’d tell me. I’m giving you a chance to turn yourself in. Not to Earth Intelligence, but to me. I will help you.”
“This meeting could be about a thousand different things. It proves nothing.”
“Keep watching.”
Maggie squeezed the side of her leg to keep from crawling out of her skin as she watched the video. Whatever was on that footage had convinced Zirkov she was the mole. He hadn’t arrested her, which meant he didn’t have solid proof. But he was so damn convinced…
“If I were this mole, how would you help me?”
“It would depend on the full extent of your actions.”
“I’m not the mole you’re looking for.”
“Then explain this meeting.” The male in the video turned and faced the camera. Zirkov paused the video. “That, dear Magdalena, is the og’dal I found dead in the warehouse, three days later.”
It was the og’dal from the warehouse. She’d met with him…
“You met this og’dal not once, but twice. First, in the park, then the warehouse where someone killed him.”
She stared into Zirkov’s silver eyes. “Do you think I’m a murderer, too?”
“No. Though I’ve seen you kill in self-defense.” His hand brushed along her arm. “Magdalena, I want to help you, but I can’t if you continue to fight me.”
She shook her head. Despite how closely she worked with him and the other marshals, she’d always been the outsider. He couldn’t ignore this footage. His team and his role as head of GI7 came before anything else.
“Drekk, Maggie, don’t shut me out!”
Maggie looked at the reflection of the gorgeous, hardened male in the glass window of the all-day laundromat beside them. “Why do you care what happens to me? Why not turn me in? You don’t like me and you sure as hell have never seen the value in anything I do. Even when I switched places with Nala on Zyan to help her escape, I was nothing more than a body to be used in whatever way met your needs.”
His jaw tightened. “I’d never use or endanger someone I care about.”
She faced him, so he wouldn’t misunderstand her. “That’s my point. You don’t care about me.”
As she stepped off the curb, into the street, his hand curled around her upper arm and he swung her against his chest. Firm lips crashed down on hers, taking her entirely by surprise. She would have pulled away immediately—sheshouldhave—but his hands cupped her head and his tongue swept the inside of her mouth, making her melt in his hold.
A tingling spread through Maggie like wildfire. She pushed up on her toes and lost herself in that kiss…. a kiss that stopped time and drove all thoughts from her head except one.
This man was hers.
Except he wasn’t. Zirkov didn’t do relationships. This had to be nothing more than pent-up sexual energy. Or frustration. She should end the kiss, but she couldn’t.
Her fingers dug into his thick hair, moving higher until she touched the smooth surface of his horns. Since the day she’d met Zirkov, she’d longed to touch them, but he’d never been approachable. Now, she stood in the middle of the street, kissing him in broad daylight.
A bus driver laid into his horn, jarring her back to reality. Maggie broke the kiss and hopped up onto the sidewalk. Her cheeks heated from the fire of the kiss, and the embarrassment of losing herself in that kiss.
Zirkov took his time getting out of the bus’s way. The moment he joined her, Maggie poked her finger against his chest. “How dare you kiss me?”
“How dare you poke me?” he replied with a hint of a grin.
She pulled her hand back. “That’s hardly the same.”
