Duncan 5 by D. B. Reynolds

Author:D. B. Reynolds [Reynolds, D. B.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Paranormal, General, Urban Life, Fantasy, Fiction
ISBN: 9781610260831
Publisher: ImaJinn Books
Published: 2011-11-15T08:00:00+00:00

“I’ll take you home, Emma.”

“I’ve got my car. Thanks.”

“Then I’ll follow you.”

Emma stopped and regarded him curiously. “Why?”

He shrugged. “Boss’s orders.”

“Am I in danger?”

He grinned. “Not with me around.”

Emma grinned back and informed him cheerfully, “I’m not going straight home. I need to stop at Pettry’s Funeral Home outside Falls Church.”

“That’s not a stop, that’s a detour. We’ll drop off your car first.”

Emma shrugged. She didn’t feel like fighting, and besides, it was a long drive. “Whatever you say.”

He carried her bags to her car, waiting while she got settled behind the wheel, raising his eyebrows pointedly when she didn’t immediately fasten her seatbelt.

“Geez, Baldwin, you’re like a mother hen.”

“I like my job, Emma. I don’t want anything happening to you on my watch.” He closed her door and sped back to his SUV, then tailed her through the front gate and onto the street.

It was a short and uneventful journey back to her house. She didn’t live that far away in simple distance. It was traffic and street closures for the constant VIP convoys that made the trip longer during the day and evening. But this late at night, the streets were nearly empty. There were parties going on, but not in her part of town, so once they left Duncan’s neighborhood, there wasn’t even that to consider.

But when they got to her house, there was nowhere to park. With the end of winter, the street sweepers were back and everyone had moved their cars to one side of the street for the next morning’s cleaning. She had to park a block over and two blocks down, and even then the space was barely large enough for her car. Good thing she was a good parallel parker.

Baldwin pulled up next to her and reached across to open the passenger door on his SUV. “Get in,” he called.

Emma grabbed her bags, tossed them into the SUV’s backseat, and climbed in, gazing around happily. She liked riding in big trucks. She would have bought one for herself, but it wasn’t practical in D.C. Maybe someday she’d have a house in Virginia or Maryland, and she’d have two vehicles—a practical sedan for the ride into work, and a big ass SUV like this one for zooming around the countryside on weekends. She smiled, liking the idea.

“What’re you smiling at?” Baldwin asked.

“I like your truck.”

“Not my truck. I’m only the driver.”

“Well, I like it anyway.”

“I’d let you drive, but Duncan wouldn’t like it.”

“Why not? I’m a good driver.”

“Yeah, but what about the other guy? My reflexes are faster than yours.”

As it turned out, Baldwin’s reflexes were good for more than avoiding accidents. He drove like a bat out of hell, switching lanes and zooming into tight spaces that had Emma reaching down to check her seatbelt more than once. But they made terrific time, getting there much faster than she would have on her own.

Pettry was busy when she arrived—she didn’t want to inquire doing what this late at night—but he’d left a

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