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He pulled me into the crowd, and toward the small, darkened dance floor. Before I could object again, he spun me into his strong arms.
6
KAVNER
The first thing I noted was that Agent London Coleman fit perfectly in my arms.
“I’m only doing this so I don’t cause a scene,” she hissed at me.
Oh, I liked that snotty tone. For the first time in a long time, something—someone—sparked something in me.
London was definitely a challenge.
She was clearly dedicated to her job. I admired that. She’d also clearly put a target on me. I understood that more than she knew. Things that happened to us in the past often dictated things we did in the future, whether we liked it or not.
So, for now, we were enemies.
But she didn’t feel like an enemy.
Damn, she looked good. I’d admired her long legs in her pantsuit when we’d met before, but tonight, her shimmery, black dress was gorgeous. She had toned arms, small, but perfect breasts, and smooth, brown skin. Skin I desperately wanted to touch.
“So, apart from me, do you have any other leads in your case,” I said.
“I told you that I can’t talk about it with you.”
It worried me. Not because any of my businesses were involved, but because plenty of money got laundered in New Orleans. Most of it linked to the drug cartels.
And they could be ruthless.
We’d tangled with them before. My brothers and I had no qualms about protecting our turf. Something the lovely Agent Coleman might not agree with.
I didn’t like the idea of London messing with cartels. One wrong step and they wouldn’t hesitate to take her out. She dealt with financial crimes, not the dirty, bloody variety. My hands tightened on her.
“How did my name come up in your investigation?” I asked.
Her gaze, a similar shade to the whiskey we’d just tasted, narrowed. “Like I said, I can’t—”
“—talk about your investigation. I know, but I could help.”
Her brows drew together. “Help?”
“I know people.”
“You’re likely involved, Fury.”
“I’m not, but I am worried about your safety.”
“My safety?” she said in a confused tone.
Did no one worry about her safety? I pulled her closer and heard her gasp. Damn, she smelled good. Like orchids. Something a little special, unique. Perfect for her.
“I have this quirk. I can’t stand seeing a woman get hurt.”
“This woman is a federal agent who can take care of herself.”
“I never doubted it, but having help never hurts.” I spun her so her back was to my chest. I pressed my mouth to her ear and felt her shiver. Ah, my lovely agent was more affected by our closeness than she was letting on. “What do I need to do to prove that I’m not a criminal, London?”
“Nothing. Let my investigation run its course.”
