how handsome his appearance, animosity hardened his face. It didn’t take a genius
to figure out how he felt about the VLO’s investigation.
“Mr. Rollins?” Her voice came out more like a whisper. She knew she must look like
a deer in the headlights, and she would swear she’d tried to make her words into a
statement, not a question. So much for appearing nonchalant. Despite the chill in
the room, heat shot straight down to her core.
“Valerie.” His voice fed dark chocolate to her senses, rich and decadent. The vampire
was a hot, enticing male, and she was a healthy female in the midst of a sexual dry
spell, so her attraction made perfect sense. It made her want to heave. Her body might
respond to him, but her mind reeled at the idea.
He was evil and cruel and as guilty of Will’s derangement as whatever vampire had
done it.
Somehow she worked her demeanor down to the temperature of the room, her tone dropping
to subzero. “You kept us waiting.” Her temper flared when his smile widened.
“I apologize.” He looked as if he wanted to bite into those words and kill them where
they sat on his tongue. “I was on my cell when you arrived.”
His gaze dropped slowly down the length of her body. It felt like a touch, and her
skin heated along the path he took. Oh, man. He could melt an iceberg. Then she met
his gaze again. No, he could make an iceberg with those. She’d encountered angry and prejudiced vampires before, but
this man seemed absolutely hateful.
This arrangement was never going to work.
Chapter Four
When the liaison whirled to face Kade, a jolt powered through the center of him. She
wasn’t what he’d expected. Someone mousy maybe or someone butch, some kind of tree-hugging,
nature-loving, hairy-legged creature. Instead, she looked pale and fragile, like he
could blow on her and knock her down.
She was a tiny little thing, slender with generous, well-placed curves that teased
through the thin fabric of her suit. Her cleavage didn’t show, but her blouse gently
cupped the sides of her breasts. He doubted she had any idea how provocative that
was. Kade wanted to bare his teeth at the pounding of blood to his southern region.
And damn, it had been a long while since that area had raised its lazy head. Most
days his heart rarely beat at all, a side effect of age.
His knee-jerk reaction to her was about as welcome as a beheading.
She cleared her throat, drawing his focus to the graceful column of it and the swift
pulse fluttering under her delicate skin. For once, the thought of his mouth settling
over that tempting spot didn’t inspire disgust, only an aching hunger. “Now that you’ve
deigned to grace us with your presence, Mr. Rollins, we should get to our business
here.”
Although her insolence made no impression on him, his name formed by those plump,
bow-shaped lips raked down his spine in a pleasurable shiver as surely as if it had
been her fingernails. Since when did a name warrant a raging hard-on? The fact that
he could smell her anxiety and arousal incited his erection further until it damn
near sprang from his jeans. His eyes should have been glued to her body, but instead
they returned to meet her dazed but direct stare. Those irises of hers were electric
and so brilliantly green they seemed unnatural. The heavens had to have colored them.
He nodded, not bothering to hide his amusement from her. “I’m quite ready for you,
Valerie.”
She trembled when he spoke her name, and he felt an urge to hold that tremble against
his lips. A moment later, she snapped to, like a soldier coming to attention. Her
body went rigid, her chin lifted, and she stared him down gunslinger-style. God. Damn. If he throbbed any harder, his male equipment could have been the useless muscle driving
the blood in his veins.
He couldn’t keep the grin off his face. Who was this creamy-skinned little vixen challenging
him in his