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with the female?
    He was the one forced to come rushing to her rescue despite her intimate past with a Jinn. And yet she was treating him as if he were an unwelcomed intruder, while he . . .
    He what?
    Uriel grimaced.
    Why deny it? He was plagued with a brutal urge to protect the luscious gypsy. An urge that was nearly as powerful as his unwanted desire. Such instincts were dangerous in a vampire. It indicated a bond with the female he wasn’t prepared to accept.
    He wanted to believe it was a spell. Or maybe an insidious Jinn trick.
    A pity it felt so painfully real.
    Frustration spilled through him. Wasn’t it bad enough he’d waltzed right into a trap that had sucked him straight into hell? Now he had to be obsessed with the woman entirely responsible for his current troubles?
    Indifferent to his annoyance, Kata wound her way through the lava that could so easily destroy her fragile flesh.
    “Yannah,” she called, her tone frantic. “Yannah.”
    “Dammit.” Shoving his sword back into its sheath, he moved to stand at her side, barely resisting the need to snatch her into his arms. “Are you trying to attract the attention of every nasty beast in the underworld?”
    “Is that where we are?” She shot him a glare, as if this was entirely his fault.
    “How would I know?” Uriel cast a disgusted gaze around their noxious surroundings. “Despite popular opinion I didn’t crawl out of the pits of hell.”
    She wrapped her arms around her waist, her chin stuck to a defensive angle.
    “Hard to believe.”
    “Since you’re entirely to blame for our presence here, I wouldn’t be tossing around insults, luv.”
    “I didn’t ask you to come barging into my private cell.”
    “No,” he swiftly countered, “your daughter did.”
    Without warning her features softened. “Laylah,” she breathed.
    “Yes.”
    “I’m sorry,” she lowered her head, hiding her beautiful face behind the thick curtain of her dark hair. “I only wanted to warn her. I didn’t intend for her to endanger herself or anyone else to find me.”
    He lifted his hand to brush back the glossy curls, only to yank it back.
    “It no longer matters,” he gritted. “We need to find a way out.”
    “Out?”
    “Unless you want to stay?” he drawled. “Maybe see if they have a bus tour?”
    She abruptly tilted back her head to meet his chiding gaze, appearing unbearably young. Whatever spell the mage had used to keep her alive had ensured she hadn’t aged beyond her early twenties in human years.
    “Do you have to be an ass?”
    “I . . .” His words choked in his throat as he noted the damp shimmer in her magnificent eyes. “Are you crying?”
    “No,” she ridiculously denied, spinning toward the swirling lava. “Leave me alone.”
    He should.
    Victor had requested that he go in search of the captured gypsy, he hadn’t said a damned thing about protecting the female from the hordes of beasts rumored to fill the underworld.
    No one would blame him if he abandoned her to her fate.
    Unfortunately, he hadn’t become Victor’s right hand man by tossing aside his duty when things got tough. When he started a job, he finished it.
    And that’s the reason he reached out to tug her gently into his arms, his thumbs brushing away the tears that stained her cheeks.
    “Kata. Shush,” he murmured. “I will find us a way out of here.” He glanced toward the distant opening across the cavern. “Or die trying.”
    Her dark gaze held an unmistakable fear. “Are you sure we aren’t already dead?”
    “What?”
    “How can we be in the underworld if we didn’t die?”
    A faint smile touched his lips as he allowed his hands to skim down the slender length of her throat.
    “Warm skin, a steady pulse . . .” Barely aware he was moving, Uriel lowered his head to touch his lips to the hollow behind her ear, nuzzling the satin softness of her skin. “The scent of tiger lilies,” he husked. “I can assure you that you’re very much