High Stakes by Ali Winters

Author:Ali Winters [Winters, Ali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Paranormal, Vampires, Fantasy, General, Contemporary, Action & Adventure
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Publisher: Rising Flame Press
Published: 2022-06-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter

Nine

Ihaven’t seen Travis since Sunday evening after I left his place. We exchanged a few texts during the week, hammering out the bare minimum of details, but nothing more.

Then out of nowhere, four boxes were delivered to my desk at the office during lunch yesterday. It earned me several looks from everyone in the office and a few not-so-subtle hushed whispers about my personal life.

I didn’t bother denying or confirming anything. There’s nothing to confirm and denial only makes people believe whatever they’ve imagined. Except for a brief moment, my love life is as nonexistent as ever.

After finding sexy lingerie in the first box, I slammed the lid back and saved the rest to open at home.

The two larger boxes have dresses—a form-hugging, navy wrap style, and the other, a sleek, black A-line with delicate silver accents.

In the final box is a pair of shoes that matches both. Tucked in the corner and wrapped with tissue paper is a small bottle of specially blended perfume, accompanied by a note saying to wear it tonight.

I opt for the black. The loose skirt will allow me to hide a few weapons, just in case. After last time, I’m not taking any chances. The difference between success and failure is finding a way to arm yourself with what you need.

The back is an open V that ends at the lowest point on my back. The two thick shoulder straps are held together with three dangling chains. The skirt hugs my hips, then sweeps out, the hem barely hovering above the ground.

My phone chimes, lighting up with a text from Travis letting me know he’s here. I bring up the message and type out a quick reply.

After slipping into the heels, I hike up my skirt and prop my foot up on my nightstand, strapping a thin leather holster to my thigh for a final touch. There are two slots on the side.

I slide two kunai into each one. The blades are slender and sturdier than they would seem. Created from oak and coated with silver, their make is atypical. They were custom made and designed specifically for hunting vamps. Smoothing my skirt down, I make sure they can’t be seen through the material.

The kunai blades were a gift from Robbie after I was hired at the agency. He taught me everything I know about bounty hunting.

Smoothing my hands down the sides of my hips, I turn to appraise myself in the closet mirror and startle, my heart leaping into my throat.

“That was hot,” he says. Travis leans against the door frame, arms crossed. Dark eyes take me in. The sweep of his gaze over every line and curve of my body is nearly tangible.

“What happened to knocking?” I ask.

“If I’d knocked, then I would have missed that.” A coy smile settles on his lips, heating my blood. “What are those terrifying little weapons?”

“How do I look?” I ask, ignoring the question. I’m not used to anyone watching me, let alone noticing me. At least not in the way he does.

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