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"I don't, but we are not there yet."

"What are you afraid of?" He asked her soberly.

"I am not afraid; I just think that marriage is a serious deal, and I have read about enough people like you getting married and then filing for divorce." The glint in his eyes warned her that she was in for an argument.

"People like me?" His deep voice was soft and menacing, making her squirm.

"I meant society -" She blew out a breath. "That came out wrong."

"Care to rephrase?" He asked her silkily.

"Yes." She touched his face. "I love you, and it happened so fast that my head is spinning even now. We hit a bad patch with that princess bitch-" She narrowed her eyes as his lips twitched. "I am happy you find it amusing."

"I really don't." He assured her gravely.

"Oh, just bite me." She broke off with a scream when his teeth sank into her throat.

"You did ask for it." He reminded her. She lost her thought when he soothed the bite with his tongue.

"Callum-"

"You were saying?" He was nibbling at the base of her throat.

"I cannot think when-" She closed her eyes as heat tracked through her body. Her fingers clutched at his hair, her breath backing into her throat.

"I don't want you to."

"That's a low-down trick."

"Is it?" His deep voice was laced with amusement as he headed for her breasts. "What would you call this?" His tongue touched her nipple and sent the fire fanning into full-blown flames.

"Wonderful." Her fingers tugged at his hair. "Give me more." She demanded.

He drew the nipple into his mouth and felt when her body jerked in reaction. Before long, there were no words between them as he slowly made her lose what little sense she had left.

Giving into the powerful desire, she sighed and sank into intense passion.

Chapter 14

"I prefer we meet here for now." Detective Wyatt Lewellyn's jade-green eyes flickered over his friend before settling on Lynn. "How are you?"

"Mad as hell." She admitted.

"That's a good attitude. The son of a bitch wants you to feel fear. Don't give him the satisfaction.

"Drink?" Callum rose from his place on the sofa beside her to wander over to the recessed cabinet.

"I am still on duty."

"I need one. Darling?"

"No." Lynn shook her head. They had just flown back from Montana and came straight to his place. He had called Wyatt as soon as they were on their way.

"He sent some more letters while you were away. I took the liberty of opening them." Wyatt drew them out of an evidence bag. "The bastard is escalating."

"May I?" Lynn extended a hand for them, lifting a brow when Wyatt hesitated. "I am not going to swoon in fright."

"They are pretty graphic."

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