Devilishly Sexy by Kathy Love

Author:Kathy Love [Love, Kathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2012-04-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

“It’s not great, but it’s okay for now.”

Michael didn’t like Liza seeing how he was living. A run-down, dingy apartment and scary, ex-con neighbors. Yeah, this wasn’t a way to make a positive impression.

Her expression didn’t exactly hide the fact that she did find his apartment a bit squalid. She wandered into the center of the room, her eyes roaming over the worn furniture and lack of décor.

“How long have you been here?” she asked.

“Just a few weeks or so,” he said. “A friend actually located this for me, but I don’t plan on staying here long. Especially after tonight.”

Liza nodded, and he could see her face was still pale. She clutched the strap of her purse as if it was a lifeline or something. Slowly she walked over to the threadbare sofa. She seemed shaky as she sat down on the edge.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

She nodded too quickly. “I’m fine. Just very glad you showed up when you did.”

He was glad too. Things could have gone very differently, and the idea of the man touching Liza, possibly hurting her, made him furious.

So mad, it actually shocked him. He’d managed to keep his anger in check, but the idea of someone hurting Liza made him want to lash out. He couldn’t understand his possessiveness, and at this moment, he didn’t care to analyze it. He was just glad she was safe.

“So you said you wanted to talk to me.”

She still clutched her purse, and her color didn’t look much better, but she nodded, although she didn’t speak for a few moments. When she did, he didn’t immediately understand what she was asking.

“Have you had some formal training?”

“Training?”

“Combat training, or something like that?” she said. “It’s just that you subdued that man so quickly, and you clearly knew the best position to keep him in, so he couldn’t fight.”

“Oh.” He was kind of surprised she’d noticed that. The move wasn’t anything too advanced, just a common enough restraint. But maybe she didn’t expect a mailroom clerk to have fighting skills. Wasn’t that exactly why the mailroom was a good cover? No one expected mailroom staff to be out of the ordinary in any way.

Suddenly he didn’t want her considering his behavior too closely. Nor did he want her to mention this to anyone in the mailroom. He’d already brought enough attention to himself.

“Yes, a little,” he said, then changed the subject. “Can I get you a drink? You look like you could use it.”

She hesitated, then nodded. “That would be nice.”

He nodded too and walked over to the kitchenette that took up one small corner of the room.

“All I have is beer.” He opened a dorm room–sized fridge and pulled out two beers.

“That’s fine,” she said. He crossed over to her, unscrewed the cap on one, and handed it to her.

“Thank you.” She glanced at the bottle, making a slight face. Probably another who didn’t drink Pabst either, but then she took a sip. Then another.

“So what kind of training?” she asked.

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