Circle Eight Millennium: Lazarus by Beth Williamson

Author:Beth Williamson [Williamson, Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Western, Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781943089055
Google: cKimDAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B01HZV0D0I
Publisher: Beth Williamson
Published: 2016-08-08T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

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Laz didn’t realize his hands were shaking until he raised one to adjust the rearview mirror. Hell and damnation. He’d just crossed a line he couldn’t uncross.

With Beatrice Cartwright.

She’d always been this presence, reminding him of the person he wasn’t, and he’d resented her for that. Now he’d seen her as a person, a smart, sexy woman. One he’d just had sex with. Although sex seemed too mild a word.

It was a mating. An elemental mating of two beings.

He hadn’t been a monk, but he hadn’t been engaging in casual sex on a regular basis either. Nevertheless, the experience with Bea had been intense. More so than any other encounter in his life.

What did that mean?

He should have been focusing on his job, not on the woman. Her ideas for connecting the crimes were incisive and commendable. She was damn near profiling the perp without the training most cops had. He wasn’t kidding when he’d told her she would have made a good cop.

The drive to the hotel ten miles outside town took no time at all. In fact, he was in a stupor and didn’t remember a goddamn second of it. He brought in the binder and spent the evening pretending to review his notes.

What the hell had she done to him? He was never that distracted. Ever. Apparently until he’d put his hands—and more—on Beatrice Cartwright, and then he couldn’t find his ass with both hands.

He stared blindly at the television until he fell into a restless sleep. His dreams were full of sensual images. He woke to the gray light of predawn, soaked with sweat and hard as an iron bar. Laz didn’t like complications in his personal life. Bea had become a massive complication.

He got up and jumped in the shower, letting the hot water sluice down his body. If he wasn’t careful, he would get tangled up so tight in Bea’s web, he would choke himself to escape.

That was an unfair thought. Truth was, he had been attracted to her for at least fifteen years and yesterday was like popping a cork that had needed to be let loose long before then.

When he got out of the shower, his cell phone was ringing. He picked it up, trying not to get water on the screen.

“Graham.”

“Holy shit, Ranger! I’ve called you ten times. Do you ever pick up your phone?” Bea’s voice shot through the earpiece at him.

“I was in the shower.” He didn’t realize the implications of what he said until she was silent for a few beats.

“Oh.”

He wondered if she was imagining him naked. His dick thought that was an excellent idea and stood at attention. He told it to go to sleep, but it didn’t listen. Bea’s voice was enough to remind him how passionate she was.

Damn, what had he done?

“What did you need, Beatrice?” He tried to keep his voice steady, but it wasn’t quite all there. He hoped like hell she didn’t notice.

“I remembered something! Last year in the spring,

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