is setting us up, and I’m starting with them.”
Chalton nodded. “Good plan. Theo is getting mom and bringing her to Benny’s. Apparently somebody got to her, too…and that’s how he was hired.”
“Fuck. I’ll call you when I get answers.” Jared clicked off.
Chalton shoved his phone in his pocket. “He gets more charming every year.”
“Look who’s talking.” Theo opened the door. “I’ll be back with mom. Bye, Olivia.” He swept outside, and the door automatically locked behind him.
Olivia turned around, nicely framed by sparkling lights across the city. “Your family is very interesting.” She glanced at the door behind him, at his bare chest, and then at a spot over his shoulder. “So.”
“So.” Amusement dashed through him as his body finished repairing itself. His injuries weren’t bad enough for him to need somebody else’s blood, but he’d truly love to bite her anyway. So far, he’d treated her with kid gloves, and now they had to come off. “I know it’s been a long day, and you’ve had more than one shock to your system, so as soon as you give me the name of your source and the location for your research materials, you should catch some sleep while you can.”
“No.” Her eyes, tired as they looked, still spit sparks at him.
“No?” he asked, pushing away from the door.
She held her ground, her gaze turning very alert. “I will, however, make a deal with you.”
“Is that so?” He reached her in several long strides, stopping just close enough to force her to tilt her head to meet his gaze. Intimidation was a necessary evil, and although he hated to frighten her, other enemies would do much worse. “Give me the terms of this deal.”
She crossed her arms beneath her ample breasts. “Back away.”
“No.” His dick went hard as rock, and tension began to filter around them.
Pink climbed into her cheeks, and she licked her lips.
He bit back a groan. Why did she have to be so delectable? “What’s the deal, Olivia?”
She cleared her throat, and a vein pulsed wildly in her delicate neck. “I’ve been thinking about the situation, and I guess I understand why you’d want to keep your existence private.”
“Good.”
She relaxed her arms and pushed back her hair. “I’ll stop writing the articles so long as you fix my friend, Ronni.”
Ah, what a sweetheart. “Who’s your source?”
“My source stays protected.” Her chin firmed into a stubborn, albeit very cute, rock.
“No.” Regret tore through him, but he couldn’t allow for emotion quite yet. “I have to know the identity of your source to figure out how they gleaned the information.” While Olivia may not understand the issue, the breach in protocol merely ended with her. It had to have started somewhere else.
“Sorry. Source stays protected.”
He rubbed his chin and studied her. “I want to be reasonable, but I have my orders, Livy. Give me the source, and I’ll do my best to make sure he’s protected throughout this.”
Her nostrils flared. “You’re lying.”
He lifted his chin. Yeah. There was a good chance that her source was an immortal enemy that had wanted to draw out the Reese brothers, and as such, he would be beheaded for leaking such information. “How do you know?”
She shuffled her feet and broke eye contact. “Good instincts.”
“Are you empathic?” he murmured.
She jerked. “No. I don’t think so.”
Interesting. “But you can tell a falsehood?” He’d never heard of an enhanced female being able to do so, but it could be an offshoot of empathic abilities, so it did make some sense.
“I just have good instincts.”
Ah, the lies humans told themselves to avoid anything they couldn’t rationalize with logic. He stepped right into her space.
“What are you doing?” she gasped, her chest rising.
He slid curly dark hair off her shoulder. “I’m facing a bit of a dilemma.”
Her head lifted, although her gaze only reached his lips and stayed
Chalton nodded. “Good plan. Theo is getting mom and bringing her to Benny’s. Apparently somebody got to her, too…and that’s how he was hired.”
“Fuck. I’ll call you when I get answers.” Jared clicked off.
Chalton shoved his phone in his pocket. “He gets more charming every year.”
“Look who’s talking.” Theo opened the door. “I’ll be back with mom. Bye, Olivia.” He swept outside, and the door automatically locked behind him.
Olivia turned around, nicely framed by sparkling lights across the city. “Your family is very interesting.” She glanced at the door behind him, at his bare chest, and then at a spot over his shoulder. “So.”
“So.” Amusement dashed through him as his body finished repairing itself. His injuries weren’t bad enough for him to need somebody else’s blood, but he’d truly love to bite her anyway. So far, he’d treated her with kid gloves, and now they had to come off. “I know it’s been a long day, and you’ve had more than one shock to your system, so as soon as you give me the name of your source and the location for your research materials, you should catch some sleep while you can.”
“No.” Her eyes, tired as they looked, still spit sparks at him.
“No?” he asked, pushing away from the door.
She held her ground, her gaze turning very alert. “I will, however, make a deal with you.”
“Is that so?” He reached her in several long strides, stopping just close enough to force her to tilt her head to meet his gaze. Intimidation was a necessary evil, and although he hated to frighten her, other enemies would do much worse. “Give me the terms of this deal.”
She crossed her arms beneath her ample breasts. “Back away.”
“No.” His dick went hard as rock, and tension began to filter around them.
Pink climbed into her cheeks, and she licked her lips.
He bit back a groan. Why did she have to be so delectable? “What’s the deal, Olivia?”
She cleared her throat, and a vein pulsed wildly in her delicate neck. “I’ve been thinking about the situation, and I guess I understand why you’d want to keep your existence private.”
“Good.”
She relaxed her arms and pushed back her hair. “I’ll stop writing the articles so long as you fix my friend, Ronni.”
Ah, what a sweetheart. “Who’s your source?”
“My source stays protected.” Her chin firmed into a stubborn, albeit very cute, rock.
“No.” Regret tore through him, but he couldn’t allow for emotion quite yet. “I have to know the identity of your source to figure out how they gleaned the information.” While Olivia may not understand the issue, the breach in protocol merely ended with her. It had to have started somewhere else.
“Sorry. Source stays protected.”
He rubbed his chin and studied her. “I want to be reasonable, but I have my orders, Livy. Give me the source, and I’ll do my best to make sure he’s protected throughout this.”
Her nostrils flared. “You’re lying.”
He lifted his chin. Yeah. There was a good chance that her source was an immortal enemy that had wanted to draw out the Reese brothers, and as such, he would be beheaded for leaking such information. “How do you know?”
She shuffled her feet and broke eye contact. “Good instincts.”
“Are you empathic?” he murmured.
She jerked. “No. I don’t think so.”
Interesting. “But you can tell a falsehood?” He’d never heard of an enhanced female being able to do so, but it could be an offshoot of empathic abilities, so it did make some sense.
“I just have good instincts.”
Ah, the lies humans told themselves to avoid anything they couldn’t rationalize with logic. He stepped right into her space.
“What are you doing?” she gasped, her chest rising.
He slid curly dark hair off her shoulder. “I’m facing a bit of a dilemma.”
Her head lifted, although her gaze only reached his lips and stayed
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