Deadly Game

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Author: Christine Feehan
Tags: Fiction, General, Suspense, Romance
her, seeing how vulnerable she felt, more woman than soldier, half-ashamed, half-mesmerized.
    He hadn’t pulled his arm away from her, she realized. It was like touching a tiger, a wild, exhilarating experience. She coaxed his cooperation with that small caress, the pad of her thumb brushing gently back and forth over those terrible, relentless scars, keeping him from whirling around and perhaps killing her with one stroke, or bolting into the underbrush, forever lost before she could uncover his secrets and know the man behind the mask. He trembled, the smallest of reactions, but she felt it, rather like a great untamed predator shuddering beneath a first touch.
    He turned his hand over, wrapping his fingers around hers, effectively stilling her efforts. Again, she was struck by the gentleness of his touch. She hadn’t known gentleness in her life. She’d never touched another human being the way she had him. She looked down at their joined hands and saw the scars running up his arm and into his sleeve. The moment seemed somehow surreal and distant from her. Her life had been filled with training and exercise, a narrow tunnel of expertise and little else other than duty. His life seemed exotic and mysterious. There was a wealth of knowledge behind those cold eyes. There was something hot and dangerous burning beneath the glacier of ice that called to her.
    His thumb slid over the sensitive skin of her inner wrist. A single stroke. Feather-light. She felt her womb spasm. His touch was electric. The smooth silk of her skin in contrast to the violent scars of his. She wasn’t without flaws, but that small touch made her feel flawless and beautiful when she’d never felt that way. She wasn’t whole or complete, but he made her feel it when nothing else ever had.
    Where the pad of his thumb passed over her skin, tiny flames licked and spread until she felt the burn rushing up to her breasts and down lower to the junction between her legs. One touch. That was all it took and she was utterly aware of him as a man and herself as a woman. She pulled her hand away, stricken at the break in contact, but afraid of giving too much of herself away.
    Her gaze remained locked with his as if he held her there mercilessly, in the bright spotlight. She tried not to flinch, tried not to moisten suddenly dry lips. She’d been interrogated a hundred times—more, even—and she’d never felt so nervous.
    “Why did you want to kill the senator?” His voice was mild, not accusing, the inflection almost gentle.
    The question shocked her. She stared at him wide-eyed, frowning a little, trying to assimilate why he would ask such a thing. “ You were there to kill the senator. We were protecting him.”
    “If you were there to protect him, why did your entire team leave him behind when we acquired you?”
    She bit down on her lip. She didn’t know how he could be genetically enhanced without being part of their unit, a special unit of the military designed for covert operations, but she’d never seen him before. And he was enhanced. She could feel the strength and power in him even without physical contact.
    “I can’t answer that,” she said truthfully.
    “You weren’t there to assassinate the senator?”
    “No, of course not. We were his protection team.”
    “A protection team doesn’t pull out and leave the client when one of their team goes down or is captured. Your unit did just that.”
    “I can’t answer for my unit.”
    “Why did you think we were there to kill the senator?”
    Without his touch, pain was closing in again. Her leg hurt bad enough to bring tears burning behind her eyes. She risked a look at it. The leg was swollen, but it had been worked on. Her clothes had been cut off, which meant no hidden weapons. She wore only a long T-shirt. “Am I going to lose the leg?”
    “No. Nico worked on you before the doc got here. You’ll be fine. Your hand is broken too. You didn’t give me much of a choice. Why
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