Sebastian/Aristide (Bayou Heat)

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Author: Alexandra Ivy
Tags: Bayou Heat 7-8
her eyes and glared at Reny.
    “Christ, not you again,” she muttered in disgust. “What now?”
    “I need to speak with Ms. Handler.”
    The roommate leaned against the doorjamb, her pretty face already showing signs of her party lifestyle.
    “She’s not here.”
    “Do you know when she’ll be back?”
    “Never.”
    Reny frowned. “What do you mean, never?”
    The woman shrugged. “She packed her bags after the attack and said she had a new place to stay.”
    Damn. Reny shook her head at her stupidity. She’d already suspected the female victim had received money to lie about her story. She should have known the first thing Koni Handler would do was flee this shithole of an apartment.
    “She didn’t give you an address?”
    “The bitch didn’t even leave enough money to cover the utilities. When you find her, tell her I’m going to kick her—” The roommate forgot how to speak as Sebastian suddenly stepped into view. Abruptly straightening from the doorjamb, the woman gave a toss of her hair, arching her back to make sure Sebastian hadn’t missed the large tits that were spilling from the tiny lace bra. “Hello there.”
    Sebastian flashed his killer smile, and Reny had to clench her hands to resist the urge to shove the young woman away and slam the door.
    “Did she leave any clothing behind?” he asked.
    The woman continued to wave her tits like flags of invitation. “Just a bunch of worthless shit.”
    “Show me.”
    Turning, the roommate offered Sebastian a full view of her rounded ass. “I’ll show you anything you want, big boy.”
    Sebastian shot Reny a covert glance, almost as if he sensed the violence that was boiling just below her brittle composure.
    “I’ll wait here,” he murmured. “If you could just get me a shirt?”
    The woman didn’t bother to hide her irritation at Sebastian’s lack of appreciation for her near-naked body, flouncing to snatch a thin top from a sofa that looked remarkably similar to the one in the lobby.
    Eww.
    “You’re not a freak, are you?” she demanded, shoving the shirt in Sebastian’s hand.
    Sebastian kept his gaze locked on Reny’s flushed face. “That’s a matter of opinion.”
    Reny made a choked sound, the arousal pulsing through her reaching a near painful level.
    Oh…hell. She had to get away from this man.
    Now.
    “If you hear from your roommate please give me a call,” she muttered, shoving her business card into the woman’s hand. She was already headed down the stairs by the time she heard the door slam.

 
     

CHAPTER 3
     
     
    Sebastian gave a low growl at Reny’s hasty retreat.
    The sensible part of him urged him to bring a halt to the dangerous game.
    It was one thing to play along until he could discover if she was an innocent who’d truly been unaware she was Pantera. Or if she was a traitor who was leading him into a trap.
    It was another to become lost in the siren song of her mating heat.
    A shudder shook his body as his cat savored the spicy arousal drenching the air.
    Christ.
    It’d been so long since any female had actually been fertile, let alone had broadcast her need with such potency, that it was like a kick in his gut.
    Which was all the more reason he should get her to the Healers.
    They needed to discover who she was, if her cat had been damaged, and how the hell she was able to project a mating heat when other females had tried and failed for years.
    Yeah. That’s exactly what he should do.
    But as he headed in pursuit of the female, he wasn’t reaching for his phone to make the call. His cat had been snared by the intoxicating scent of Reny Smith, and it was on the hunt.
    Moving with lethal silence, he jogged down the stairs and out of the building.
    Reny drew him on a level that was impossible to resist.
    Stalking her through the darkness, he waited until she’d turned the corner before he was moving to stand directly in her path.
    “Where are you going?”
    “I assume you want the shirt so you can
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