Locke and Load by Michaels Donna

Author:Michaels, Donna [Michaels, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Donna Michaels
Published: 2014-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Two days holed up in a one-bedroom condo with Cage was four days too many for Nikki. Everywhere she turned, everywhere she looked, everywhere she stepped his presence followed. The man was a force of nature. He engulfed, consumed, took over every crevice in their safehouse, which was no longer safe for her heart.

Or her body.

In tune to each other, she felt him before he walked into a room. A heat prickle started at the base of her neck and would slowly warm her from the inside out.

Damn man was potent.

And if he stood behind, as he did now at the kitchen counter, she found the act of breathing impossible. Her pounding pulse beat the air from her lungs.

“Can you hand me a glass, too?” he asked, his warm breath fanning her neck and shoulders.

Why the heck had she pulled her hair into a ponytail?

Forcing her limbs to comply, she somehow managed to hand him a glass without dropping it, or turning to fully face him.

Another disaster averted.

While ice clinked into his glass, she took the opportunity to walk around the counter, happy to keep the Formica between her and the temptation in blue jeans and white muscle-hugging T-shirt.

“So, what did Delaney have to say?” She tried to keep her mind on work and off the way the denim showcased every muscle, every…bulge.

He twisted around and closed the fridge with his foot while he carried his glass and pitcher of iced tea to the counter. The man’s dexterity had never disappointed.

Her body heated another ten degrees.

“Homeland is now visiting every location on the videos. It’s only a matter of time before they discover the source of the anthrax,” he replied, filling first her glass then his with the cold tea. “I kept the call short and pulled the battery when we were done.”

He motioned with his head to the other end of the counter where his disabled phone now sat. God, could she ever relate. She was the phone, and Cage was the battery. Without him, she was just a hollow vessel. A useless device.

And her thoughts were so damn pathetic she was even sick of herself.

“With any luck,” she said, forcing a lightness to her tone she was far from feeling, “the next time you call, they’ll have found those responsible.”

He nodded, but a sudden shaft of sadness dulled those gorgeous green pools. Without thinking, she reached out and touched his arm. Taut muscles flexed under her palm and heat oozed into every pore. She glanced up to find him watching.

“I’m sorry, Cage.”

“For what?”

She gave a light squeeze. “I’m sorry you weren’t able to bring Drew’s killer to justice.”

He tugged free and straightened. “Me, too.”

“Well…” She paused, shifting her weight before she continued. “Maybe a different type of justice was delivered.”

His glass stopped midway to his mouth. He looked over the rim and frowned. “How do you figure?”

“Prochaska died the exact same way he killed Drew.”

His chin lifted a fraction. “An eye for an eye.”

She nodded and lifted her glass.

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