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Troy waited in the hallway. The number 307 sat neatly etched into the brass knocker on the door in front of him. His doubts about being at the right place had pretty much evaporated. He had been fairly sure that the information his friend down at the police station had given him was correct, but seeing the short blonde run into the building as he pulled up to the apartment dispelled any doubts. Troy remembered her from the tattoo parlor. She and Alix had seemed close friends.
An image of the purple-haired tattoo artist danced to the forefront of his thoughts. Alix had knocked his senses sideways the moment he’d laid eyes on her. The tight curves of her figure, and stunning pale-green orbs she had checked him out with, had broken through his defenses instantly. The conversation that followed was the sort he could have spent a lifetime enjoying. She was the girl he wanted to know. She was the one he wanted to be close to.
But then she had touched him, and all hell broke loose.
Alix had done something to him that couldn’t be explained. It was the reason he had sought her out, or so he told himself. His pretense for coming to her doorstep had nothing to do with the fact that he saw her in his dreams every night, or that he hungered for her every time he awoke from those dreams. No, he was here for answers about why he should have died on his trip down south last week, but didn’t.
The heavy oak door creaked open to reveal the girl that had enveloped his dreams for the last two weeks. The fringe of purple on black hair was just as striking as he remembered. Her green eyes were opened wide, while her lips had parted in surprise. The oversized pajamas that hung from her sensual form did nothing to dampen her allure.
Troy strangled a lust-filled moan that tried to escape his throat at the sight of her. He closed his eyes briefly, and fought back the urges of desire building within him. His mouth went dry, but he managed to say, “We need to talk.”
The door creaked as she pulled it further open. “Yeah, okay.”
The sound of her voice stroked Troy’s desire for her to greater heights. Calm yourself, he thought angrily. He took a moment to find his center, and then walked into her apartment.
Her scent magnified by a hundred fold once he was inside. The girl’s voice had been tempting enough, but the smell of her made Troy grind his teeth in frustration and restraint.
“You did something to me,” Troy growled, as he turned to face her. “What was it?”
Alix flattened her back against the door, as it closed, eyes still wide. Her expression held a mixture of fear and wonder.
Perhaps she had misinterpreted his hunger for her as anger. Troy was having trouble distinguishing the difference himself. Whatever she had done to him, it had turned his world upside down, and he wanted it fixed. “What did you do?!” he repeated.
Alix flinched at his tone. “I…I don’t know exactly.”
“Lock the door for God’s sake!” Sam screeched.
Troy whipped around. He’d completely forgotten about Alix’s friend coming into the building. His jaw dropped upon laying eyes on her.
Blood had been splattered across her face and clothing. She huddled on the floor, shaking like a leaf in the wind. Her breathing was rapid and shallow.
The haze of lustful desire that currently plagued Troy shattered, as instinct and years of job experience took over. He moved to Sam’s side, his hands probed her body for injury. “Are you hurt?” Her skin was cold and clammy, while her pulse was weak.
Sam just stared at the door, but slowly shook her head.
“What happened to you?” Troy asked. He took of his jacket, and wrapped it around her.
“I think she was attacked,” Alix said, as she came up and knelt on the other side of Sam. “But I can’t get a clear answer from her.”
“Well, she doesn’t appear to be injured, but she’s definitely in shock,” Troy said, finishing his inspection. “Did you