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images flooded through her mind, and Elizabeth felt her cheeks burn. Frantic now, she grabbed a pillow and the faded bedcover and sank to her knees on the floor. “I’ll just bunk down here then, and you can take the— ah!”
    He’d put his hands under her elbows and lifted her up.  The guy’s strength was really impressive—not that she was the type to be impressed. But he held her so easily, lifting her up until they were on eye level. “You aren’t sleeping on the floor.”
    His voice had deepened even more. Turned to more of a growl.
    She swallowed. She shouldn’t have found that growl sexy. The man was scary. Her mind should be screaming warnings at her and not slipping her little fantasies about the guy.  Maybe she was going crazy.
    He lowered her onto the bed.  “I’m not that much of a dick, no matter what you think. Stay in the bed.  I wasn’t planning on getting much sleep anyway.”  Then he…he tucked her in. His hands were oddly tender as he arranged the pillow beneath her head and then pulled up the covers. She was still wearing her clothes—like she’d been going to ditch them—and his fingers skated lightly down her arms.
    She thought he might try to kiss her. Try to touch her somewhere else. Try to—
    “You’re safe.”
    He turned off the lights.
    She blinked a few fast and frantic times as she tried to adjust to the darkness. Then she saw his shadowy form lowering to the floor beside the bed.  “Thank you,” she whispered.
    Silence then… “Ah, there it is. I knew that, sooner or later, you’d get around to saying those sweet words.”
    Tears wanted to fill her eyes because she realized that the man down there—the man who scared her—was actually her savior. “If it hadn’t been for you, I’d be dead.”
    “Yes.”
    Well, he wasn’t pulling any punches.
    “And it wouldn’t have been an easy death,” Saxon continued, his deep voice filling that dark room. “The thing about Kurt Taggert…people don’t just hire him to kill. They hire him to torture. To make his victims hurt. ”
    His words chilled her.  Elizabeth turned onto her side and found herself inching closer to him in the dark.  “You sound as if…as if you’re speaking from personal experience.”
    “He killed someone I know.”
    She remembered what he’d said back at the bar. “Jenny.”
    More silence. She didn’t like his silence. She liked the rumble of his voice.  Elizabeth cleared her throat. “He killed your…friend, Jenny?”  Because Kurt had called her an FBI turncoat.  And since Saxon was FBI, too—
    “He hurt Jenny. He found out that she was working undercover, and he took her…before I could do anything to help her.”
    There was pain in his voice. She wanted to reach out and touch him, to take that pain away. Instead, her fingers fisted around her covers. “I’m sorry.”
    “So the fuck am I. Jenny had a family.  A husband who loved her.  Now that husband has to bury her.”  His words were growled out, his fury evident. “Jenny wasn’t made for undercover work.  Some people just can’t handle it—becoming someone else for so long. She made a mistake, Kurt caught it, and he caught her.”
    Her lips pressed together.  I would have died if it hadn’t been for Saxon. The truth was sinking in and terrifying her now that they were cocooned in the darkness of the room.  “You…you were working undercover.” Because Kurt had been afraid of Saxon when the guy first burst into that back room at The Blade.
    “Yes.”
    “How long have you been on this case?” A case that had obviously been designed to bring down Taggert.
    “Long enough.”
    That wasn’t an answer.  “Is your name really Saxon?”
    “My legal name? Hell, no, but legal doesn’t matter, does it? I’ve been undercover for so long, I’m not even sure I can remember who the hell I really am. Or what I really look like. My hair changes, my eyes change—everything changes with each case. Some days, I