wasn’t handing Nikki over to anyone connected to her father.
“Nikki’s.”
Well now, that didn’t exactly clarify anything. “And how are you connected to Nikki’s family?” Isaac asked. He didn’t know who this Phinney was, but he wouldn’t put it past Rathe to have connections in the DEA. That would explain why, even though Rathe didn’t bother hide how deep in the drug trade he was, the agency was always coming up empty.
“I’m her brother-in-law. And right now, my darling wife is demanding your blood. It’d go a lot better for you if you’d just give Nikki up.”
Izzy was married to a human? And a DEA agent as well? With her past, it appeared opposites really did attract.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
He turned at the soft voice behind him. He’d almost forgotten about his intense attraction to her when she’d been asleep and out of sight, but now that Nikki was standing in front of him, the hunger returned. His blood warmed at just the sight of her. Her hair was rumpled with sleep and her soft curves were an alluring contradiction to the masculine shirt that hid them. It was a fashion statement that would have brought him to his knees under any other circumstances. But he only had time to skim her attire before focusing on the heated anger that still shimmered in her eyes.
“Why can’t you let me go?”
At her voice the two men pushed past him and he could do nothing but watch as the agent brother-in-law pulled her close to him in a relieved hug. “Izzy is worried sick.”
Nikki brushed off the other man’s attention, though, and stayed focused on Isaac. It was a look that flayed him to the core. “I’m fine.”
But her voice was rough and her eyes were red like she’d been crying. The thought sent a wave of pain through him like a punch to his chest.
“She’ll be happy to see that herself. We’re here to take you home,” Jacob said, his voice ringing with authority.
“You will not leave this house without my permission, Nicola.” Isaac made sure his direct command left no room for interpretation.
Jacob, human as he was, had no idea what he was stepping into, though. “Look, I don’t know what you think—”
Gus’ hand on Jacob’s arm stopped the man’s speech. “She’s bound. If he says she stays then she can’t leave.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Isaac’s smile was forced and cold. “She’s here voluntarily. Tell them you don’t want to leave.”
She was going to kill him. The glare she leveled at him was a promise of that. It’d be slow and painful. “I don’t want to leave.” He wasn’t surprised that the words were forced through her clenched jaw. He could make her say them, but he couldn’t make her mean them. He was surprised, however, by what she did next. Instead of scurrying away from him, she took the two steps that separated them and wrapped an arm suggestively around his waist. “The fun’s just starting, isn’t it, sweetheart?”
This development couldn’t be good. Still, if it would help get the other men out of his house…
“See.” His voice was steady despite his inner turmoil. “Now, I’m sure you two can find your own way out before I call the authorities.”
Gus looked at Nikki as he held a finger up to Isaac, requesting silence. “Should we leave?”
Damn if she didn’t purr as she rose to her tiptoes in order to run her tongue down the side of Isaac’s throat. There was no stopping his reaction to her. Even trying to fight it was useless. His body still remembered her magic—still craved it, and it relished the attention she was lavishing on him, regardless of motivation. He groaned deep in his throat and, needing her closer, he pulled her against him as his cock hardened. God, she felt so good. Pure hell wrapped in a delicious slice of heaven.
She leaned away from him, but even the inch was too much space between them. He had to have her next to him. “Yes.” Her
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