Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter collection 11-15 by Laurell K. Hamilton

Author:Laurell K. Hamilton
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 1101146583
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2010-03-01T10:00:00+00:00

I moved up beside Nathaniel. “Let go of him, now,” and I put a lot of force in the “now.”

He dropped Nathaniel’s arm. “My wife really likes your friend.”

“I’m happy for her, but it’s not my problem. Don’t touch him again. Don’t touch any of us again, is that clear?”

“You’re here for the same thing we are,” he said, “let’s go back to our place. We’ve got a bathtub big enough for all of us.” He stepped a little closer to us. “I just know that you’ll look even better out of your clothes than you do in them.”

I gave him the look, the one that makes bad guys flinch at twenty paces and the weaker ones run for their mommies.

His wife was smarter than he was, she pulled on his arm, and said, “Honey, I don’t think they want to play.”

“Listen to your wife, she’s the smart one.” I thought that was a nice parting shot, and we turned to go, and again, Nathaniel stopped moving. I turned back and found that the man had grabbed Nathaniel’s braid. That was it, no more nice.

I brought my badge out and shoved it at his face. He had to back up to look at the badge, as if he should have been wearing glasses but wasn’t. But it made him let go of Nathaniel’s hair.

He laughed. “I’ve got one at home. If you want to play cops and robbers, we’re into that.”

I had the badge in my left hand, so I had to use just my fingertips of the same hand to spread my jacket wide enough that I showed him the gun in its shoulder holster. “You got one of these?” I asked.

The woman was pulling at his arm. “Don’t, honey, I think she’s for real.”

He glared down at me. “Who are you?”

“Federal Marshal Anita Blake, asshole, back it up and leave us alone.”

The look on his face said, clearly, he didn’t believe me. Maybe he was one of those men who just didn’t believe women in authority, or maybe he just wanted to see Nathaniel’s hair spread all over his bed so badly, that he didn’t want to believe it. I’d been willing to buy that it was his wife that liked Nathaniel, right up to the point where he’d been the one that grabbed his arm, touched his hair. His wife might like Nathaniel, who wouldn’t? But it wasn’t her who had a serious hard-on about it.

I let my jacket fall back into place and used my body to sort of push Nathaniel between Micah and me. No way was I leaving him at the end of the line by Mr. Touchie. I put the badge up and started moving us down the narrow hallway, but I moved sort of backward, so I could keep an eye on the couple. Alright, on one half of the couple.

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