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flat, emotionless, and for a moment he looked like a stranger to her. Hell, for all intents and purposes, he was.
    “Who was he?” Not that it mattered. Her ex-lover stood right in front of her and had just killed someone. In her house . Everything that had happened today seemed surreal, almost inconceivable. A hysterical laugh escaped before she could rein it back in. This was insane.
    “I’ll explain everything later, but first we need to get out of this house.” He sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. A very tanned face—as if he spent a lot of time outdoors—that had only grown more handsome over the years. He leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms over his chest. With his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, he showcased sinewy lines and corded muscles that some primitive, traitorous part of her itched to run her hands over. And he expected her to do exactly as he said. Like the past six years hadn’t happened.
    She tensed as another thought occurred to her. “Is there more than one of them?”
    “For a contract like this, only one person is generally sent, but I don’t want to stick around and wait for someone else to show up.”
    “Contract? What are you talking about? Why are you here?” She couldn’t keep the waver out of her voice, and she desperately needed to sit down. Without her heels on, she was almost a foot shorter than him and she hated his advantage. He had a distinctive male air about him. When she was younger, she’d found it sexy and exciting. Now she knew better.
    “You need to pack a bag, now. ” He stood there staring at her like he owned the place.
    “I’m not going anywhere with you until you tell me exactly what you’re doing here.” As nervous and shook up as she was, she somehow managed to keep her voice strong.
    He reached out and placed a light hand on her upper arm. “I promise to explain everything once we’re out of here.”
    She yanked away from him, hating that his touch sent an unexpected electric shock of awareness curling through her. “Just like you promised you’d always be there for me?” Bitterness laced her voice. Tears threatened, but she fought them back. She wouldn’t allow him to see her like that.
    His expression softened. “Alexis, I realize I’ve hurt you, believe me. I understand more than you think, but we have to get out of here. Now.”
    She crossed her arms over her chest and dug her feet into the carpet. Her throat seized so tight she could barely get the words out. “Not until you give me a reason.”
    “If you don’t, I’ll hog-tie you and throw you in the backseat of my vehicle.”
    Instinctively, she took a step back. “You wouldn’t.” But she knew he would. It was written in every line of his face and his dark, piercing eyes.
    “Try me.” He advanced so quickly she almost stumbled. He didn’t stop until they were practically toe to toe. His expression told her that he would make good on his threat. He might not like it, but he’d do it.
    She rolled her eyes to cover her panic and stepped around him, ignoring the familiar earthy scent of him. He rarely wore cologne, but there was something about him that was all male. All Hunter. And it drove her crazy that she still noticed.
    It wasn’t as if she actually planned to go anywhere with him, but if packing was the only way to get him to leave, she’d do it. She needed to get to her son then call the police. She might not have a clue what was going on, but she needed to know her son was safe. “Fine. How much should I pack?”
    He immediately relaxed and sat back on the bed only to stare at her expectantly. “Enough for a couple of weeks, but only what you need.”
    She slid open her closet door and he still hadn’t moved. “Excuse me? Am I going to let you watch me undress?”
    His shoulders lifted and she witnessed the achingly familiar gleam of desire light up his eyes. Those dark eyes raked over her from head to foot in a slow caress that left her breathless