Lover Undercover by Samanthe Beck

Author:Samanthe Beck [Beck, Samanthe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, General, Contemporary, Love Undercover#1, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9781622669776
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2013-04-22T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Kylie sat on the leather sofa in Trevor’s sun-dappled living room and coached herself through some deep, calming breaths. He sat directly in front of her on his sturdy wooden coffee table, his elbows resting on his thighs, his knees nearly brushing hers. Patiently, he waited for her to say something.

His plan was simple really—at least her part. Risk-wise, it was all on him.

“Where will Ian be?” she asked, amazed her voice sounded so steady when her heart threatened to pound its way through her chest.

“Parking lot, unless I give him a signal to close in. I can’t have him too close. We want to give our guy an opportunity to make a move. He’ll go for me in the parking lot,” Trevor said, all calm, confident cop.

“What if he doesn’t? If he doesn’t go for you at all, I mean. Then are you done?” She couldn’t keep the hope out of her voice.

“Let’s cross that bridge if we come to it.”

“That’s no answer.”

“You want me to say we’ll give up? We can’t, Kylie.” Frustration vibrated from him. “There’s a murderer roaming free. You want me to say we’ll switch me out, put another detective undercover instead and see if the killer takes the new bait? Would you like that better, giving another detective private dances?” The frustration swelled to something she couldn’t readily identify…something sharp and dangerous.

She looked down at the space between their knees, and then let herself get distracted by the way his soft, wash-worn jeans molded his thighs. She’d promised honesty, so she would give it to him. “In some ways, yes.”

After a pregnant pause, he asked, “Why me?”

Confused, she raised her eyes to his. “Why you…what?” Although after seeing his expression, she was afraid she knew.

“Why me last night? You’ve waited all this time, probably declined countless men.”

Yep, that’s what she’d been afraid he meant. “There really haven’t been countless men,” she offered lamely.

Those dark, penetrating eyes held hers. “Why me?” he repeated quietly.

Honesty, she reminded herself. “Because I wanted to, um”—she cringed a little and rushed on—“get you out of my system.”

For a moment he just stared at her. Then the side of his mouth kicked up in the lopsided smile—his jaded, can’t-be-disappointed smile. “Like a virus, huh?”

“No.” She reached over and placed a hand on his hard, muscular thigh, and squeezed as if through touch she could somehow explain what she couldn’t fully articulate in her own head. “Like something I shouldn’t get used to. Like something that feels real because of the situation, but probably has more to do with hormones and adrenaline and some pretty intense circumstances.”

Talking about it definitely wasn’t helping. Emotions tangled in her chest, and words just kept tumbling out of her mouth. “Like something that wasn’t meant for me in the first place—not the real me.”

Oh God, you actually used the phrase “the real me.” Stop now. She sprang to her feet. “I have to go.”

Trevor got to his feet as well, and stood close, kind of trapping her between the sofa, the coffee table, and the big, muscular barrier of his body.

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