Laws of the Blood 4: Deceptions: Deceptions by Sizemore Susan

Author:Sizemore, Susan [Sizemore, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Group
Published: 2002-09-24T06:00:00+00:00

Did he ask for her number? Falconer couldn’t remember. He stared out his office window, almost painfully aware that there were a lot of things about last night he didn’t remember. Considering how very precise his memory was, the lack of it was very disturbing. He had an important assignment ahead of him, he needed to be calm and focused.

Unfortunately, he barely remembered stumbling into the Walker Project headquarters this morning. He vividly recalled the sex. He remembered that he hadn’t discovered her last name. He remembered her beautiful, thick black hair, and her night-dark eyes. He remembered the heat of her mouth against his and the feel of small breasts and hard nipples.

The woman was like nothing he’d ever known in bed. Their coming together had been like nothing he’d ever known. Every touch and taste and move was brand-new, wildly exciting, yet the act had also carried the comfort of long-time lovers coming home to each other. He wondered if she’d felt it too, the connection that ran like a deep, ancient river through blood, muscle, bone, and spirit.

Or, maybe he hadn’t gotten laid for a long time and he’d imagined it all in the euphoria of finally getting a woman into bed.

He smiled faintly as he lifted the first cup of morning coffee to his lips. He was almost glad of the cynicism, for he’d learned that wearing a protective shell in matters of the heart was by far the safest way of dealing with them. There’d been women, there’d been a wife, and their thoughts, feelings, and needs always came to grind against his mind and work their way inside to where he didn’t know what was him and what was them. Had he ever been truly, soul-deep in love with any of them, perhaps it would not have mattered. He’d never had a soul mate.

Perhaps now . . .

Oh, please!

He put the cup down on the desktop hard enough to slop hot coffee over his hand. “Damn!”

The door opened as he shouted. “You’re not in a very good mood this morning,” Sela said, her large frame filling the doorway. “And it’s only going to get worse.”

“What’s Grace done now?” was his first reaction. Followed by, “Did anyone ever teach you to knock?”

“Not part of my civil service training. And why are you suspicious of Grace?”

“Call it a feeling.”

She grinned. “A man of your abilities should never doubt his feelings.”

“We’re trained to be observers,” he reminded Sela.

“Then why are you in here feeling, when you should be in the conference room or with your controller, observing?”

Good question, but then, Sela’s empathic and telepathic talents were nearly as finely honed as her skills in navigating the intricacies of the government’s bureaucratic structure. The cynical part of his mind pushed away fond thoughts and sensual memories. Business was business, and protecting turf was a big part of business here in the Capital. He needed to find out if Olympias was a potential friend, enemy, or rival, even while at the same time thinking they might have some kind of future as lovers.

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