Twisted Desire by Sharon Kay

Author:Sharon Kay [Kay, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Titan World books
Published: 2016-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

POP MUSIC PLAYED OVER THE speakers in the busy coffee shop as a bright and defiant morning sun tried to blast through the autumn chill outside. Locke sat at a too-small table with Megan across from him.

Well, the size of the table wasn’t a problem, because he wanted to be close to her. It was just a ridiculously small piece of furniture. Who decided kid-sized tables were a good idea in these places, anyway?

Her hair was up in a bun, with one escaped tendril that grazed her temple. Made her look like a dark haired Irish Tinkerbell. And as pretty as her hair was, with it off her face, her green eyes appeared even bigger. A smattering of freckles graced the bridge of her nose, something he hadn’t seen in the dark of last night.

She sipped some kind of flavored chai latte thing and dug into a blueberry muffin. “So, I googled Titan last night.”

“Yeah?” The combination of her soft voice and direct statement sounded sexy, though Locke knew the Titan website was anything but. It was slick and basic. All vital details went through Jared Westin, who seemed to know everything important going on in the world at any given time. “What’d ya think?”

She gave him a piercing look “I can’t tell exactly what you do. You said private investigation last night, but the site has a lot of stuff that…”

He studied her with a half smile, waiting to see how she would describe the glossed over version of Titan’s work.

“Well, it’s like out of an action movie. Or the news. Government stuff going on in the Middle East…security, risk management.” Her brows knit together. “I don’t really get it, but maybe I shouldn’t.”

“All you need to know is we protect those who need it, and lock up the ones who cause harm.”

She tilted her head. “Do you go all over the world doing this stuff?”

“Yup.”

“Like where?”

“Europe. Africa. Middle East.” He took a swig of his coffee.

“Middle East,” she repeated with a hushed, awed tone. “With terrorists?”

He nodded. She didn’t need to hear details.

“Jesus,” she murmured, barely audible. “And now you’re stuck babysitting me.”

He shook his head. “Not babysitting. Someone at your workplace was brutally murdered and Christ, Megan, you’re a witness. We’re not gonna let anything happen to you.”

“I-I really don’t think that person—or whatever it was—saw me.”

“Doesn’t matter. We don’t know, and until we do, we’ll keep you safe. And you’re helping us out. Trying to read those files.”

She frowned. “I don’t feel like I helped much.”

He reached across the table to cover her small hand with his. “Trust me, you did.” Hell, she kept her cool when others would have screamed or panicked. Instead, Megan had dug into Jerry’s files with an interest he could only watch in awe, rattling off cell-count-this and electrolyte-that.

Her eyes met his as a tiny smile tilted her lips. She didn’t pull her hand away, but twisted it in his. With her other fingers, she lightly traced his knuckles. “Do you flirt with all the girls you protect?”

“No.

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