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you were in trouble.”
    Understanding dawned on me. I hadn’t believed he would stop because I thought he miraculously already knew. It was so stupid. I nodded.
    “You’d be surprised how often it happens, even among people who are deep into BDSM and should know better. I’m sorry I lost my temper afterward.” He squeezed me even closer. “You scared me, that’s all.”  
    “I’m sorry,” I whispered.
    “So am I. We learned something new, and next time will be better.”
    When I pulled away he released me. We both stood at the same time. This was beyond awkward. I forced myself to meet his gaze. “Um, so do you wanna…”
    “Later. We have a man to catch.” He collected the trail of clothes he’d left between the door and the hot tub, and dressed.
    I wondered how long before things would feel normal again.
    Whatever normal was between me and this beautiful, mysterious man.
    “It did turn me on,” I said shyly as we descended to the first floor. “A lot. At least, before I freaked out. Just so you know.”
    Corbin smiled. “Oh, I know.”
    Blush.
    He grabbed a handful of chocolate kisses from a bowl on the dining room table and gave me half. I unwrapped one and popped it into my mouth. At times like this, it was hard to believe who… what… Corbin was. I’d fully intended to question him about his job, the people he’d killed. He’d told me that he’d killed five people in the year before—and that assumed he’d taken December off.
    On the way to the storage facility, I told Corbin about Henry’s lead.
    “Thanks for letting me know,” he said. He squeezed my hand.
    “Aren’t you worried? Obviously he knows something.”
    “Not really. I’ve seen Henry.”  
    I thought he meant at the dinner, but then he added, “Henry has good instincts, but he gets discouraged easily.”
    “You know him?”
    “I know of him. He’s been in the business for a long time. What was up with the dinner, anyway?”
    “I thought it’d be nice to have a friend who understood my job.”
    “You come work for me, you’ll have plenty of friends like that.”
    “Friends like Henry? No thanks.”
    “You know what I mean.”
    “And you know I’m not going to do it.”
    “I don’t know that. People change their minds. You’ve changed your mind. Even after I saved your life, you were ready to hogtie me and drop me off at the nearest police station. But then after some thorough lovin’ you didn’t.” He couldn’t even keep a straight face.
    “Should have,” I muttered. “Well, my New Year’s resolution was to stop changing my mind.”
    Corbin grinned. “My resolution was to make you change yours more often.”
    Traffic was light, and we reached the storage facility only a few minutes later than I’d initially planned. Not bad, considering.
    I parked down the street from the facility in the darkness provided by a dense group of trees. I got out, and Corbin did as well.
    “Just going to check that he’s not here already,” I said.
    He smiled easily, radiating laid-back charm. “Then I’m just coming with you.”
    Okay then.  
    First we did a turn around the perimeter. There was a family with a minivan inside the gate, but other than that, it was quiet.
    Under different circumstances, I would have shimmied over the fence and pressed an ear to Syre’s unit, to make sure he wasn’t in there and quiet for the night.
    But I didn’t want Corbin to see me; then he’d start in about me working for him, pointing out that I was already breaking the law. Personally, I considered a little minor trespassing to be bending the law, but I didn’t want to argue the point.
    We walked back to the car and sat under the trees. From there, I had an excellent view of the comings and goings.
    A stray cat darted under my car, its body a long, straight arrow. I didn’t see it until it was almost on us, and I jumped, but Corbin didn’t react.  
    “Did you see that?”
    He frowned. “See what?”
    “The