As Good As Dead (Griffin Powell Book 4) by Beverly Barton

Author:Beverly Barton [Barton, Beverly]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2007-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

He had to think of a way to get to Jazzy. The problem was, the woman was never alone. Her lover lived with her, and when he wasn’t around at Jasmine’s or at Jazzy’s Joint, other people were. And to complicate matters, now that her long-lost sister had shown up, she seemed to be stuck to the woman like glue. Besides, there was the added problem of Jazzy being friends with both the sheriff and the chief of police. What if they had shared confidences with her? What if they had warned her someone had already killed one redheaded Cherokee Pointe slut?

How could he trick Jazzy into meeting him? Because she knew him, if he just called her up and made an excuse to see her alone, she was bound to tell someone. Calling her was out of the question. There had to be a way of bringing her to him, of luring her into a trap. It was only a matter of time before he figured out what would work, how he could bring Jazzy to him without anyone ever finding out—until it was too late. He had to keep his identity a secret.

He’d never faced a challenge such as this. Knowing that this time there would be heightened danger in killing Dinah excited him unbearably.

He’d been watching Jazzy earlier today when he’d had lunch at Jasmine’s and she and Reve Sorrell had walked out of the restaurant with Griffin Powell. According to what he’d overheard the waitresses saying, Ms. Sorrell had hired the renowned investigator to search for her birth mother. A crazy thought had gone through his mind when he’d seen the two women together, but he’d quickly vanquished it. It wasn’t possible that Jazzy and Reve had any connection to his past.

Think about the future, he told himself, about the pleasure that lies in store for you. She would be his soon. He would tie the black satin ribbon around her neck and tighten it until she couldn’t breathe. He would never forget the look in Dinah’s eyes the first time he’d strangled her. She’d thought him incapable of such strength, such boldness. He’d proven her wrong. Sometimes he saw her eyes in his dreams. Staring at him, accusing him.

So long ago and yet it often felt as if the first time had been only yesterday.

Allowing those tormenting memories to take him over, he closed his eyes and recalled ripping off her gown, eager to touch her, to suck her large, round breasts. Licking his lips, he could still taste the wet sweetness of her nipples. She had fought him, called him names, even laughed at him. But he had managed not to come before he’d rammed into her. But just barely. He’d jumped on top of her and screwed her like crazy. It had been the best fuck of his life.

Would screwing Dinah while she was in Jazzy’s hot, sexy body be as good? If not, only half as good would be good enough.

In his mind, images of Jazzy mixed with his memories of Dinah and soon became one.

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