Breath of Malice by Karen Fenech

Author:Karen Fenech
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781503950757
Publisher: Montlake Romance, Seattle
Published: 2016-06-13T18:30:00+00:00

Afterward, Paige turned in Sam’s arms. Sam brushed his thumb down her cheek. “Neither one of us got any sleep last night. Get some sleep.”

“What time is it?” Before Sam could respond, Paige rose onto an elbow and glanced at the clock on the nightstand. “Ivy’s still in school. Some sleep would be nice.” Paige paused, then said softly, “Do you mind if we sleep with the television on?”

It seemed important to her. “What would you like to watch?”

“It doesn’t matter. I just like hearing it.”

Sam switched on the TV. Not long after, Paige fell asleep. Her hair was loose, falling around her shoulders in thick, glorious waves. Her body was as beautiful to look at as it was to touch. He held her tight against him, feeling her every breath. His protective instincts roared to awareness. He would protect those breaths with his life.

Justice, yeah, he believed in justice. He would take down Thames because it was the right thing to do. But this wasn’t only about doing what was right. This wasn’t about the job. Sam didn’t have his usual cool resolve. He wasn’t able to distance himself. Taking down Thames was personal. He’d do it for Paige. Because it was Paige. He had feelings for her, feelings that were growing deeper.

He hadn’t expected that, hadn’t expected to care for her and so quickly at that. He hadn’t expected to take a woman who worked for him to bed. Firsts for him. It wasn’t unheard of for agents to become involved and for people to develop feelings for each other in a short period of time, but it was unheard of for him. There was something about Paige that had him acting outside his norm.

Shadows darkened the skin beneath her eyes, looking like bruises. Sam brushed his thumb tenderly across her face. How long had it been since she’d had a full night’s sleep? But even in sleep she wasn’t at rest or at peace. A frown marred her brow. Thames dogged her in her sleep as well.

Sam eased away from her, careful not to wake her. He sat on the bed. The air conditioner kicked on, and cool air blew into the room. He covered Paige lightly with the sheet, then put on jeans. He grabbed a shirt from a drawer. She’d asked him about the tat. His hand bunched around the shirt. Of course she saw it when he took his shirt off. He rolled his shoulder as if he could feel the weight of the ink. No, he wasn’t going back there. Dropping the shirt, he left the bedroom.

Downstairs, he passed his workout room and entered his home office. Sam went to his laptop and logged on to the Bureau’s databases. Todd Thames. Sam had been studying the man. He was going to find out all he could about that bastard.

Sam clicked on a photo of Thames being led into the Manhattan courtroom. Thames was of average height and soft around the middle. Despite his tailored suit and pants with knife-edge pleats, Thames looked rumpled.

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