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Authors: Elle Kennedy
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thrust deep and tangled with her own.
He cupped the back of her head with one wet hand, angling for better access, kissing her so hard, so mercilessly that she sagged against him, their soaked shirts sticking together.
Something was happening inside of her. She was no longer cold, but scorching hot, flames of desire licking at her wet clothing, sizzling her skin and settling in her core. Her nipples hardened, so painfully stiff that she rubbed them against his chest to ease the dull ache.
His tongue swirled over hers and she moaned softly. Was this how kissing was supposed to make you feel? Out of control, paralyzed with pleasure? Never in her life had she experienced the burning bolts of arousal whipping through her body.
The unfamiliar sensations succeeded in bringing a jolt of panic. She pulled back at the same time Cole did, noticing that his dark gaze was focused on her hip. The hem of her shirt had ridden up, revealing the butt of the Glock tucked into her waistband.
“You’re armed,” he said in a flat tone.
She faltered. “Of course. I’m a federal agent.”
His expression darkened, as if the reminder had sucked the passion from his body and replaced it with cold clarity. “And you’re in the same house as a suspected killer.” His voice went gruff. “Yeah, I get it.”
Jamie felt the uncharacteristic urge to apologize, but didn’t get a chance as a sharp squeak sounded from the crook of her arm. She looked down at the squirming bundle she’d rescued from the storm. It was a small terrier, with brown fur matted to his little body and liquid amber eyes gazing up at Jamie in total misery. When she’d seen those big eyes peering out from under that piece of metal outside, her heart had almost stopped.
“I had to get him,” she said softly. “He was trapped. I couldn’t leave him out there.”
“Aw, shit,” Cole muttered. “That’s Elmer.”
Jamie held the dog against her chest and rubbed his damp head in a soothing motion. “Elmer?”
“He belongs to Agatha Tanner, she lives up the road.” Cole sighed. “I always told her she shouldn’t let him out without standing outside to supervise. There are too many wild animals running around this area. It’s not safe for a dog this small to be alone.”
“Oh, you poor little guy,” Jamie said to the trembling animal. She patted him again, then glanced at Cole. “Do you have anything for him to eat?”
Cole lifted his shoulders in mystification. “Got some salami in the fridge, which will probably go bad if the power doesn’t come back on soon. Will that do?”
“Are you hungry, Elmer?” she asked the dog. He gave a tiny whimper, which she decided to take as a yes.
In the kitchen, Jamie grabbed two small bowls from one of the cupboards, poured water into one and tossed a couple of slices of salami into the other. The wet dog immediately shoved his nose into the meat bowl and greedily devoured the salami while Jamie laughed. She looked over at Cole to see if he shared her amusement, but the expression on his face stole the breath from her lungs. Lingering heat combined with dark wariness.
The tension that had hung over them in the hallway returned, the same tension she’d been hoping would go away if she distracted them both with the cute dog.
Evidently there was no avoiding it.
Leaning an elbow against the counter, Jamie swallowed. “Listen, I always carry my weapon—”
“I get it,” he cut in. “You’re a cop. You carry a gun.”
He didn’t sound upset by it, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the look on his face when he’d seen her gun. She knew she had no reason to apologize, but I’m sorry tickled the tip of her tongue.
Cole spoke before she could voice the words. “I don’t know why I was so surprised,” he said roughly. “I guess…we were having coffee in the living room and I forgot about why you came to town…rather stupid of me, huh?”
“I forgot too,” she confessed.
And what a thing to
He cupped the back of her head with one wet hand, angling for better access, kissing her so hard, so mercilessly that she sagged against him, their soaked shirts sticking together.
Something was happening inside of her. She was no longer cold, but scorching hot, flames of desire licking at her wet clothing, sizzling her skin and settling in her core. Her nipples hardened, so painfully stiff that she rubbed them against his chest to ease the dull ache.
His tongue swirled over hers and she moaned softly. Was this how kissing was supposed to make you feel? Out of control, paralyzed with pleasure? Never in her life had she experienced the burning bolts of arousal whipping through her body.
The unfamiliar sensations succeeded in bringing a jolt of panic. She pulled back at the same time Cole did, noticing that his dark gaze was focused on her hip. The hem of her shirt had ridden up, revealing the butt of the Glock tucked into her waistband.
“You’re armed,” he said in a flat tone.
She faltered. “Of course. I’m a federal agent.”
His expression darkened, as if the reminder had sucked the passion from his body and replaced it with cold clarity. “And you’re in the same house as a suspected killer.” His voice went gruff. “Yeah, I get it.”
Jamie felt the uncharacteristic urge to apologize, but didn’t get a chance as a sharp squeak sounded from the crook of her arm. She looked down at the squirming bundle she’d rescued from the storm. It was a small terrier, with brown fur matted to his little body and liquid amber eyes gazing up at Jamie in total misery. When she’d seen those big eyes peering out from under that piece of metal outside, her heart had almost stopped.
“I had to get him,” she said softly. “He was trapped. I couldn’t leave him out there.”
“Aw, shit,” Cole muttered. “That’s Elmer.”
Jamie held the dog against her chest and rubbed his damp head in a soothing motion. “Elmer?”
“He belongs to Agatha Tanner, she lives up the road.” Cole sighed. “I always told her she shouldn’t let him out without standing outside to supervise. There are too many wild animals running around this area. It’s not safe for a dog this small to be alone.”
“Oh, you poor little guy,” Jamie said to the trembling animal. She patted him again, then glanced at Cole. “Do you have anything for him to eat?”
Cole lifted his shoulders in mystification. “Got some salami in the fridge, which will probably go bad if the power doesn’t come back on soon. Will that do?”
“Are you hungry, Elmer?” she asked the dog. He gave a tiny whimper, which she decided to take as a yes.
In the kitchen, Jamie grabbed two small bowls from one of the cupboards, poured water into one and tossed a couple of slices of salami into the other. The wet dog immediately shoved his nose into the meat bowl and greedily devoured the salami while Jamie laughed. She looked over at Cole to see if he shared her amusement, but the expression on his face stole the breath from her lungs. Lingering heat combined with dark wariness.
The tension that had hung over them in the hallway returned, the same tension she’d been hoping would go away if she distracted them both with the cute dog.
Evidently there was no avoiding it.
Leaning an elbow against the counter, Jamie swallowed. “Listen, I always carry my weapon—”
“I get it,” he cut in. “You’re a cop. You carry a gun.”
He didn’t sound upset by it, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the look on his face when he’d seen her gun. She knew she had no reason to apologize, but I’m sorry tickled the tip of her tongue.
Cole spoke before she could voice the words. “I don’t know why I was so surprised,” he said roughly. “I guess…we were having coffee in the living room and I forgot about why you came to town…rather stupid of me, huh?”
“I forgot too,” she confessed.
And what a thing to
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