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“You’re getting nosy.”
He touched the bridge of her nose.
“An expression, Z. Don’t worry about the diary, okay?”
“Why must you fight me on everything?”
“A diary isprivate.”
“You’re being unreasonable.”
“If you trust me at all, then trust that I’m telling you, objectively, as a marshal, there’s nothing in there of importance to this case.”
“You’re not objective.” He didn’t know what he could say that would make her believe him. When he stopped speaking, she lifted her head and rested her chin on his chest.
“Let’s face it, before that night, we barely spoke, except for work. You avoided me.”
“Language, culture, weather patterns, history, politics… I studied everything before coming here, Maggie. But no matter how much I studied life on Earth, I was unprepared for you.”
“Because I followed the rules?”
“Not your position as liaison officer. You, Magdalena.”
Her eyes widened. “I thought you resented me because of my oversight, or because I wouldn’t look the other way when you broke the rules and reported you or your marshals.”
“I would never resent someone for doing her job. But you were a distraction. You still are.”
Her fingers moved back and forth across his abdominal muscles, awakening every cell in his body. Her scent, the feel of her against him, would soon overpower him, but he couldn’t give in to temptation. Not this time. If he touched her again, it could ruin the fragile peace they’d forged.
“When we slept together, did you think I’d suddenly changed my mind about you? Or that I was desperate for sex and you were the first one I could get my hands on?” she asked.
“I wasn’t thinking. That was the problem.”
“You weren’t objective.”
“No.”
“And yet you think you are now.”
“More than you.”
She sat up, holding a bedsheet around her naked torso. He didn’t have to fantasize about her body. He’d memorized every facet of her.
“I need to know more about that night, Z. I don’t remember much. Just flashes of being with you. Did I seduce you? Is that why we slept together?”
He’d broken every rule he’d made to keep his distance from her, because he’d wanted her, more than he’d ever wanted any female. “Yes.”
Maggie rose and turned, her short hair exposing the provocative curve of her neck as the back of the sheet dipped low, teasing the top of her ass.
Zirkov tied a sheet around his waist and stood up. He arched his neck slightly, trying to peer down the lovely backside he’d never forget.
The memory of driving into her from behind and running his tongue and his hands down her shapely back replayed in his head. That sheet wasn’t a barrier, but an enticement. Something to be ripped away to give him access to his female.
Krike. He shouldn’t think of her like that. No matter how much he wanted her, she could never be anything more than a pleasure mate to him.
As she turned, the sheet parted at the side, exposing one very shapely leg. When his eyes tracked to her upper thigh, he noticed the fading bruises in the shape of fingerprints on her hip.
“I was rough with you. More than I should have been.”
