The windows were boarded up, allowing in no light. "I take it this isn't your apartment."
"You think I'd take you to my home?"
"Hope springs eternal.
Why did you save Mahmoud?" Killian's voice was so low she almost didn't hear him.
"Instinct," she muttered sleepily. "I certainly wasn't about to save you"
His laugh vibrated through his leg, through her body. "Of course not. Mahmoud's grateful.
And what if you're trying to knock out another man," she said, sarcastic. There was no expression in his cool blue eyes. "Then I kiss him," he said in the calmest of voices. "Now you try it.
Anne StuartStichwörter: sexuality romance suspense
She came at him sideways, away from his legs, reaching down to pull the duct tape away. He didn't even notice the pain, spitting out the rag someone had put in his mouth earlier. She turned, and handed him a bottle of water. "You're probably thirsty. The drug I gave you tends to make your mouth dry."
"No, I think that was caused by the sock someone stuffed in there," he said. "Your work?
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