Dangerous by Patricia Rosemoor

Author:Patricia Rosemoor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2015-01-06T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

It was time to wake up.

Camille checked the clock. Nearly noon. She couldn’t believe she’d let a good part of the day slip by. She couldn’t believe she’d spent the last twelve hours in bed and assorted other places around her house with Drago Nance. They’d even initiated the kitchen after raiding the fridge at four in the morning.

Starting to get out of bed, she was stopped by a firm grip on her ankle. Her heart thudded as she twisted around.

“Good morning.” He arched an eyebrow at her and, with a knowing smile, swept his gaze over her nude body.

“By the time we get out of here, it’ll be afternoon.”

Avoiding looking at him too closely, she fought her instant physical response and gave her leg a sharp tug. His expression surprised, he let go. Did he actually think she was going to have sex with him again when they needed to be on the case? Now that she had her mind back where it belonged, she slid away from him and the bed, gathered fresh clothing, and headed for the bathroom.

Her appearance in the mirror shocked her. She appeared disheveled but sated and relaxed, the very picture of a woman who’d been well satisfied. The last time she’d looked like this—the only time she’d ever looked like such a sensual creature—had been the last time she’d been with Drago.

Camille shook her head and filled the basin. How could she let herself get distracted like that? One night. That’s all it had been. She’d been weakened by emotion at Noreen’s running from them. Now the flood of emotion had dissipated and she could concentrate on the search for Sandy. She splashed her face with warm water and used a scrub on her skin, as if she could wash away the proof of her foolishness.

The image in the mirror didn’t change.

And while the shower refreshed her, it didn’t wash away the memories of the things she had done with Drago the night before. Memories that would undoubtedly haunt her. Part of her wondered if she would ever learn from her mistakes. The other part wondered if it had been a mistake or a new beginning. Feeling the same way about Drago that she had when she’d left that hotel room—as if she’d found something special, something she couldn’t have imagined existed—she realized she wanted this to be a new beginning, wanted him.

When she opened the bathroom door, Drago was standing there, still nude, arm over the lintel, as if he were waiting in line to use it. “Done?” he asked, the single word loaded with multiple meaning.

Staring at the soft cleft in his chin, not daring to meet his gaze directly, she wondered if she was dreaming or if there could be something more between them. She still had her doubts. “Can I get by?”

He moved slightly, giving her an opening, but forcing body contact when she slid by him. “You might find this difficult to believe, but I don’t exactly trust you, either.

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