One Wrong Move by Shannon McKenna

Author:Shannon McKenna
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fiction, General
ISBN: 9780758273475
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2012-02-05T22:00:00+00:00

Nina waited until the hotel door closed. No shoot-outs. Not even any harsh words. She came out to investigate. Pink shopping bags?

“What is that stuff?” she demanded.

“Your new look.” Aaro sounded pleased with himself.

He dumped clothes out onto the bed. Fluffy, glittery, shiny, clingy costume pieces. She stared at them, aghast.

“Ah, Aaro?” She gestured toward the garish tangle on the bed. “I can’t wear that stuff.” She lifted the skinny jeans, artistically ripped at the knees and spangled with sequins. “These are a size eight! I can’t wear eight! I won’t be able to breathe!”

“Sure you will. They’re super low-rise. They won’t be anywhere near your lungs,” he informed her. “Can’t wait to see them on you.”

“But . . . but . . .” She stammered for a moment, and finally wailed the words. “They’re not my style!”

“That’s the idea.” He dumped the drugstore bag, popped the haircutting scissors out of their molded plastic, and struck terror into her heart with his next words. “We’ll start with the hair.”

She backed up. “Get away from me.”

He came on. “Into the bathroom,” he said. “Less mess.”

“No!” she yelled. “What part of no is so hard to understand?”

Aaro gave her the look he usually reserved for facing down armed assassins. “The part about the people trying to kill you? Those people got a long look at you! You can’t walk out in that baggy frock with your hair down to your ass!”

“They won’t remember me! Nobody ever remembers me! You saw that! At the hospice, remember? The taxis, on the street?”

“Yeah, and we’re changing that, one hundred and eighty degrees. Because the guys trying to kill you? They saw you, Nina. Your image is firmly fixed in their long-term memory, trick or no trick. I guarantee it.”

Nina’s head just kept on shaking. “You are not a hair stylist! No matter what other talents you may have. You’ll butcher it!”

“I didn’t want to have to say this, Nina, but you leave me no choice. Am I going to have to perform cunnilingus on you again?”

She exploded in helpless giggles. Aaro wound his hand through her heavy, wet hair and lifted it, hefting its weight. “Usually, in a situation like this, I would make a woman plainer, less noticeable,” he said, his voice more gentle. “This is the exception. They’re already looking for someone unnoticeable. It’s safer to go the other way, at least for today. I won’t butcher your hair. I want you to look good.”

“So I really look that bad?” she retorted crabbily.

“We’re not having that conversation.” He cupped her ass. “You know what I think of your looks. You can barely walk this morning. Feel this.” He pressed her against the omnipresent bulge of his erection. “Do you need me to show you the depths of my appreciation again?” he whispered. “I stand ready to serve.”

“No,” she murmured, abashed. “Not now.”

“Into the bathroom, then.”

He situated her in front of the mirror. She stared at herself, her mouth flat and colorless. This was awful.

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