Sexual Games [The Heroes of Silver Springs 8] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Tonya Ramagos

Author:Tonya Ramagos
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2012-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

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Mallory’s stomach growled as if it intended to go AWOL on her if she didn’t get food in it fast. She ached from her feet to her back to her head. Though a part of her couldn’t wait to get to the office and start clicking through the files on the USB device, she knew if she didn’t get something to eat followed by at least a couple hours of sleep, she would likely miss any key bits of information she found even if they were highlighted in bright pink fill.

She rested her forehead on her apartment door as she stuck her key in the lock and turned it. The fact that she didn’t feel the tumblers inside it fall into place had her lifting her head, drawing her Beretta from her purse, and thumbing off the safety.

All thoughts of aches, food, and information drowned in the river of adrenaline that flooded her system. She never left her apartment unlocked. Who did in this day and age? Holding her Beretta in a secure grip, one finger at the ready on the trigger, she eased her apartment door open.

Loopy, her black-and-white cat, meowed softly and wound herself around Mallory’s foot. She ignored the cat, steadying her gun as her gaze did a quick sweep of the interior of her apartment. A flickering glow illuminated a figure on her sofa. She leveled her gun and started to speak when he beat her to it.

“It’s me. Don’t shoot.”

Relief moved through her so fast it made her light-headed. She slumped against the doorframe, lowered her gun, and waited for her heartbeat to return to some semblance of normalcy. “I should shoot you anyway just for spite. Christ, Jackson! What are you doing sitting in the dark in my apartment at three in the freaking morning?”

“Waiting for you.” He got to his feet and walked closer. “And it’s not dark. Close the door and you’ll be able to see.”

Mallory closed the door, realizing it had been blocking the flames of the candles she kept lined on top of the half wall separating her living room and kitchen. A few more steps brought him farther into that light, and all ideas of her heartbeat slowing down disintegrated. No man had the right to be so devastatingly handsome all the time. It simply wasn’t fair.

They spent so much time at the office that she rarely saw him in anything besides tailored suits, crisp white shirts, and ties. Tonight, he wore jeans and a pullover shirt with tennis shoes. The effect in the flickering candlelight nearly did her in. He looked ten times more dangerous, more forceful, and God help her, more appealing than ever.

Get a grip, Mallory.

Yeah, that was precisely what she wanted to do, and considering she was finding it difficult to tear her gaze off of him, she knew exactly what she wanted to grip. Those broad shoulders would be a start. Her hands burned to feel the dense muscles flex at her touch.

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