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“A mercenary.”
“Like, what? A gun for hire?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. I can actually see that.” She licked her lips, and all I could think was that I wanted them on me. “Is Justin your real name?”
“Yes.”
“Why are you here?”
“You know why I’m here.”
“I don’t know where Kusma is.”
“Then give me everything you do know.”
“I don’t trust you.”
“Then why did you kiss me?”
“Call it a moment of weakness.”
“How about a moment of bullshit?”
She frowned.
“You’re good, Sophia, but you’re not that good.” I closed the inches between us. “Your body betrayed you.”
Her breath became shallow.
I leaned in and ran my thumb down her cheek. “Just like it is again, right now.”
“You don’t affect me.”
“Liar,” I whispered.
My fingertip trailed down her neck to her collarbone. Shivering, she closed her eyes and inhaled.
“Next time you make an advance like you did last night, you’d better be prepared for the consequences. Because next time, I won’t let you pull away.”
Her eyes opened, but instead of heat, there was ice. “And if that happens, you’d better be prepared for another knee to your groin.” With that, she turned and began crossing the room. Over her shoulder, she said, “I’m going to get in the shower.”
“Can I come?”
“There’s not enough room for both me and your ego, Justin Montgomery.”
Grinning, I watched her over the rim of my mug as she shuffled into the narrow door next to the kitchen. The door slammed shut.
I waited until the shower turned on, then I got to work.
First, I checked her kitchen. Her cupboards and oven were bare, and despite the clutter on the countertops, the drawers were also relatively bare. She lived minimally, with only the necessities. I assumed she got most of her food from the diner where she worked.
After rounding the bar, I paused, contemplating what to search next. I then focused on the bookcases, one of the most common places to hide secrets.
I began pulling the books out one by one, a grin stretching across my face. I’d never seen so many man chests in one place in my life. I found myself mentally comparing my body to the men on the covers and wondered if Sophia had done the same after meeting me. No, of course she didn’t, because none had a scar like I did.
Focus.
