Read Online 04 A Killing Touch by Nikki Duncan - Free Book Online

to hide her thoughts behind. And while they knew each other’s bodies intimately they didn’t know each other. He certainly didn’t know her well enough to know her mind. “What games?”
    “Give me a break. I’d bet that few of your sources are women and there’s only a handful of men you’d talk that way to in the ME’s office. I also know you’d have better luck charming a younger man than the older men who’ve been around longer.”
    “Are you kidding? Older men are considerably easier to charm into a loyal relationship. They want to be adored while young men just want to get laid.”
    “You think talking to a friend with that sexual purr to your voice is going to make me jealous.”
    If anyone had a purr to their voice it was Aidan, and the way he said purr in his Scottish accent was as sexy as his dark looks and bad boy leather jacket. “If you don’t like what you hear of my conversations you shouldn’t listen.”
    “You’re at my desk. Nigel is your contact at the ME’s office…” He leaned down, bracing himself on his palm, until his face was half an inch from hers. His gaze arrested hers. “Not a lover.”
    His voice dropped to a whisper much like the one he used when they were in bed. Her heart quickened. The ribbons of air she breathed drifted through her and felt more…alive. Fire was suddenly a tame word for what she was playing with. Aidan could do much more than burn her.
    “I’m not revealing my source.” Pleased with herself for sounding level and not aroused, Lana kept her stare steady with his. “And don’t assume to know what my relationship with anyone is.”
    “No assumptions necessary. So, what did you find out?”
    Lana told him Jane Doe’s real name.
    “On it,” Ava said as she moved to set her computer to work without waiting for the slightest flick of Aidan’s eyes in her direction.
    “Call me if you find anything.” He addressed Ava but still watched Lana. “Kieralyn, would you call Detective Lionetti and ask for the case file from this morning’s scene?”
    “I’ll have it here by end of day,” Kieralyn promised.
    Aidan nodded once, grabbed Lana’s hand and pulled her from the chair and toward the elevator.
    She winked at Ava and Kieralyn as she snatched her bag from Kieralyn’s desk on the way by. When they were in the elevator, with the closed doors sheltering them from spying eyes, Aidan retained his tight hold on her hand.
    The casual warmth most women found from such a gesture didn’t exist. Instead, anticipation marked her skin as clearly as the words she used to craft her stories marked paper.
    It charged the space surrounding them. It heightened her awareness until even the shift of her slacks rubbing her legs was like awakening caresses.
    “Where are you taking me?” she asked as they exited the elevator on the lobby floor.
    “To prove Nigel isn’t your lover.”
    A step behind him, she allowed herself a small smile. The idea of her being with another man bothered Aidan and she dug that. She wasn’t going to allow Kieralyn’s questions to become true, but neither was she going to miss the chance at spending more time with him.
    As they exited the building and he turned toward his car, she stopped. “I’m not leaving my car here.”
    “You didn’t care about it last night.”
    “A neighbor had it. Now they don’t.”
    He stared her down, studying her as if trying to determine if she was playing another game.
    “You want to go back to your place for sex.” She raised her brows and silently dared him. “I’ll be right behind you.”
    “It… I…” His hand flexed on hers, gripping a little too tightly for several beats until finally he released her. “Don’t make me come after you.”
    He turned and walked away.
    She’d promised to follow him. She had a night with him at her side to look forward to. She and Aidan were not meant to be a forever kind of couple. Still, his departure shafted through her with a blast of cold and