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Authors: Lisa Kessler
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“All five feet of her?”
“Right?” Mel grinned. “Obviously the gods have a sense of humor.”
They definitely had a twisted sense of humor when they marked him as a Guardian and then sat back and let him get the shit beat out of him by his own father.
But he kept that to himself. He walked her to her car and stopped at the door. “I’m still trying to wrap my head around all of this.”
“I know.” She stared up at him from under dark lashes. “Can I tell you something?”
“Sure.”
Her lips curved at the corners like a shy smile. “I liked you way before I saw the mark on your shoulder.”
Without thinking, he bent to brush his lips to hers. She returned the kiss, her mouth soft and slow against his. He slid his arms around her waist, drawing her tight to his body. She fit perfectly in his arms. His pulse shot below his belt until his erection pressed against her, aching for more.
He tasted her lips with his tongue, and she opened to him. The moan that escaped her nearly undid him. He pressed her back against the car, bringing one hand up into her hair, tangling his fingers in the silky strands.
Her hands wandered lower, gripping his ass. He rocked his hips against her, his desire overriding rational thought until she broke the kiss, breathless. “Take me to your place.”
He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed her hand and hustled her to his car. The drive was a blur, like he couldn’t breathe until he had her back in his arms. He kissed her again as soon as she got out.
“Malone!”
Cold shower. He turned around to find John jogging toward him. He stared at Mel for a second, and then narrowed his eyes at Nate. “Am I interrupting?”
His tone made it plain that he knew damned well he was fucking interrupting. Nate took a step away from Mel. “We ran into each other, and I gave her an update on the case. You remember Melanie Jacoby. Mel, this is my partner, Detective Gilman.”
John shook her hand, his tense expression unchanged. “Good to see you again. I’m sorry for your loss.”
Mel released his hand, crossing her arms. “Thank you. I’m choosing to focus on finding her killer instead of her loss.”
John raised a brow. “There’s no evidence of a killer. Didn’t you tell her, Malone? The ME ruled it an accidental death.”
Why was John being such a dick? Nate frowned. “Why are you here?”
“You weren’t answering your cell phone. We got a potential lead on the C-4 in the theater.”
Shit. He hadn’t even looked at his cell phone during dinner. “Let me grab my badge.” He turned to Mel. “Sorry about this. I’ll drop you back at your car in a minute.” He glared at John. “Don’t be an asshole.”
John smirked. “I’ll do my best.”
CHAPTER 7
M el waited on Nate, half expecting his partner to arrest her. It wasn’t a crime to make out with a detective, but judging by his partner’s reaction, she’d definitely offended him in some way.
“Sleeping with him isn’t going to bring your friend back,” he said, keeping his attention on the gate to the condos that Nate had just gone through.
She put a hand on her hip. “Excuse me?”
He glanced her way and then back to the gate. “Nate’s a good detective. He knows better than to get involved with a witness.”
“So I must be seducing him?”
He shrugged. “You tell me.” He finally met her eyes. “What’s your endgame?”
“Is it so shocking that I think Nate is a great guy?”
A flash of concern lined his eyes before his stern law enforcement mask settled back into place. “I just don’t want to see him getting tangled up with a witness, and when things go south, I don’t want to see her reporting him to the department.”
Mel sighed. A tiny part of her had to respect that John was protecting his partner, but still… “You just assume it’ll ‘go south’ and you don’t even know me. Nice.”
“I know Nate. Women fall all over him, and they’re hurt when he walks. You were a witness
“Right?” Mel grinned. “Obviously the gods have a sense of humor.”
They definitely had a twisted sense of humor when they marked him as a Guardian and then sat back and let him get the shit beat out of him by his own father.
But he kept that to himself. He walked her to her car and stopped at the door. “I’m still trying to wrap my head around all of this.”
“I know.” She stared up at him from under dark lashes. “Can I tell you something?”
“Sure.”
Her lips curved at the corners like a shy smile. “I liked you way before I saw the mark on your shoulder.”
Without thinking, he bent to brush his lips to hers. She returned the kiss, her mouth soft and slow against his. He slid his arms around her waist, drawing her tight to his body. She fit perfectly in his arms. His pulse shot below his belt until his erection pressed against her, aching for more.
He tasted her lips with his tongue, and she opened to him. The moan that escaped her nearly undid him. He pressed her back against the car, bringing one hand up into her hair, tangling his fingers in the silky strands.
Her hands wandered lower, gripping his ass. He rocked his hips against her, his desire overriding rational thought until she broke the kiss, breathless. “Take me to your place.”
He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed her hand and hustled her to his car. The drive was a blur, like he couldn’t breathe until he had her back in his arms. He kissed her again as soon as she got out.
“Malone!”
Cold shower. He turned around to find John jogging toward him. He stared at Mel for a second, and then narrowed his eyes at Nate. “Am I interrupting?”
His tone made it plain that he knew damned well he was fucking interrupting. Nate took a step away from Mel. “We ran into each other, and I gave her an update on the case. You remember Melanie Jacoby. Mel, this is my partner, Detective Gilman.”
John shook her hand, his tense expression unchanged. “Good to see you again. I’m sorry for your loss.”
Mel released his hand, crossing her arms. “Thank you. I’m choosing to focus on finding her killer instead of her loss.”
John raised a brow. “There’s no evidence of a killer. Didn’t you tell her, Malone? The ME ruled it an accidental death.”
Why was John being such a dick? Nate frowned. “Why are you here?”
“You weren’t answering your cell phone. We got a potential lead on the C-4 in the theater.”
Shit. He hadn’t even looked at his cell phone during dinner. “Let me grab my badge.” He turned to Mel. “Sorry about this. I’ll drop you back at your car in a minute.” He glared at John. “Don’t be an asshole.”
John smirked. “I’ll do my best.”
CHAPTER 7
M el waited on Nate, half expecting his partner to arrest her. It wasn’t a crime to make out with a detective, but judging by his partner’s reaction, she’d definitely offended him in some way.
“Sleeping with him isn’t going to bring your friend back,” he said, keeping his attention on the gate to the condos that Nate had just gone through.
She put a hand on her hip. “Excuse me?”
He glanced her way and then back to the gate. “Nate’s a good detective. He knows better than to get involved with a witness.”
“So I must be seducing him?”
He shrugged. “You tell me.” He finally met her eyes. “What’s your endgame?”
“Is it so shocking that I think Nate is a great guy?”
A flash of concern lined his eyes before his stern law enforcement mask settled back into place. “I just don’t want to see him getting tangled up with a witness, and when things go south, I don’t want to see her reporting him to the department.”
Mel sighed. A tiny part of her had to respect that John was protecting his partner, but still… “You just assume it’ll ‘go south’ and you don’t even know me. Nice.”
“I know Nate. Women fall all over him, and they’re hurt when he walks. You were a witness
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