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a bitch?”
    “You call yourself a bitch on a regular basis, I believe. But no, I didn’t. I said we should take the bitch-fest elsewhere. You’re pissed. You’re about to let loose. This isn’t the place.”
    “That’s beside the point.”
    He caught my arm and started to walk. “Come on. We need to be gone before the police arrive. Unless you’d like them to notice a strange brunette. I’m sure the mortal you interrogated earlier mentioned you. At the very least, you need to get out of the suit you were wearing when you spoke with her.”
    That was practically already done.
    As I walked along beside him, I glanced down at my clothes. The slim skirt just wasn’t made for fighting. One good kick had split it right up the side, almost to my waist. “I’m almost out of my clothes as it is,” I muttered.
    Luc stumbled.
    “What?”
    It was an odd tone he had in his voice, I thought, distracted enough by it that I almost didn’t noticed as he tugged me to a stop in the midst of the shadows.
    The dog stopped as well. Automatically, I glanced at Krell and saw that he was watching me, an all too-human study, with that look in his eyes that told me his master was in charge behind that gaze.
    Realizing Luc had misunderstood, I shoved him away. “Oh, for crying out loud. Luc, I’m more than three times your age and I could crush those silly humans like bugs if I had wanted to. My clothes are in ruins because they aren’t designed for fighting.”
    He caged me in, kept me from moving away. “You’ve bruises on you.” He laid a hand on my thigh and the sudden shock of it made me catch my breath.
    More than anything, I wanted to move over, just enough so that his hand was pressed against me there , right against my sex, so I could grind myself against him.
    Instead, I swallowed. My throat was so terribly dry just then. “It’s nothing. Three of them came up behind me while I was trying to talk sense into one of them. Usually I can talk them down, but it wasn’t happening tonight.”
    “Hmmm.”
    His thumb stroked over my skin. Slow. Easy.
    Why did it feel as though he doing something far more illicit than stroking my damn thigh?
    Without thinking, I moved against his hand.
    He tensed.
    And then he moved, shifting so that he had me cupped in his hand, the heel of his palm pressed against me. I groaned and closed my eyes.
    His lips brushed over my cheek. “We were interrupted earlier.”
    Damn right we were.
    As he started to rub me, I shuddered. Reaching down, I caught his wrist, held him steady so I could move against him faster. I needed—
    Luc groaned and swore, the lovely, musical sound of it a caress on my ears. “Sina, this isn’t the place.”
    “Then you shouldn’t have touched me. Fuck me, Luc.”
    Off in the distance, I heard sirens.
    I didn’t care.
    “Not here,” he rasped. But still he touched me. “You’re so wet, so hot.”
    “I’m hotter, wetter inside. Fuck me.”
    “Back at the room,” he muttered. “Just let me…”
    “Damn it, Luc!”
    He pulled back, shaking his head. “We’ve already fucked up tonight, Sina, and you know it. We’re not compounding it with this.”
    While the hunger ranged inside me, I glared at him. Fucked up —
    How had we fucked up? Unless he meant… Cold settled inside me. “Well, if it makes it easier, I can always keep my mouth shut so you can pretend I’m your precious Perci.”
    His head jerked as if I’d slapped him. I shoved him away. “Come on. Let’s get back to that miserable hovel so we can at least have a bit of fun.”
    Luc caught my arm. “What is your problem?”
    “Not a thing,” I said. I kept my face averted so he couldn’t see anything in my eyes. I didn’t know how well he could pick up emotions when he looked through Krell’s eyes, but I wasn’t going to take that chance. “Let’s hurry up. If you won’t fuck me here, can’t we at least get to the room? I promise I’ll keep my mouth good and shut once we’re there.