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answer your call.”
    She tried to protest, but he merely took her
arm and escorted her back into the suite, a grim look of
determination on his handsome face. Goosebumps scattered up her arm
at his touch, and she bit her lower lip as he led her inside.
    The place was practically empty, though a
couple of revelers still hung around, accompanied by a few mostly
naked females draped across their bodies, the unmistakable erotic
sound of lips connecting filling the room.
    Her skin tingled, her distended nipples
brushing against the soft fabric of her shirt and she jerked away
from Nate, dropping behind the couch. She grabbed her coat and
pulled her cell phone out of the pocket.
    Nate waited expectantly, clenched fists
resting on his slim hips. She hit the speed dial, listening to the
phone ring and ring until her sister’s voicemail finally picked
up.
    “Ginger, it’s me. Listen, I really need to
talk to you. Can you call me as soon as you get this message? It
doesn’t matter what time it is, just call me, okay? Love you.”
Janelle ended the call and shrugged. “She didn’t answer.”
    “I figured.” He pointed at her. “Give me
Ginger’s number.”
    “Why?” She gulped, clutched the phone
tighter. “Tell me what’s going on. Is my sister involved in
something illegal? Are you going to arrest her?”
    “I have no reason to arrest her—yet. I need
information. We’re pretty sure she knows things about Billy Diaz
that are important to our ongoing investigation.”
    “Billy Diaz? You mean her boss? He’s shady?”
She’d always thought the nightclub was on the up and up. Every time
she’d been there, which hadn’t been often, the place looked clean.
Respectable, as respectable as a gentleman’s nightclub could
be.
    “Most definitely.”
    “Great.” She’d suspected her sister had
something on the side with her enigmatic boss. Hence, the fear he’d
be mad when Ginger didn’t show up for work.
    Had Ginger figured out Nate was a cop? Maybe
she’d known Nate would be at the party, so she’d set up Janelle to
handle the heat instead.
    Typical Ginger.
    “Hey, buddy, you done with that one?”
    A deep voice made her turn to find a man
standing before her, a leer curling his thick lips. He watched her
with unabashed interest.
    “No.” Nate’s voice was harsh, final and he
took a step forward, his arm curling around her shoulders and
hauling her against him possessively. “She’s not for rent to the
highest bidder. Give the lady some respect.”
    “I just thought I’d ask. No harm, man.” The
creepy guy shrugged and walked away.
    Nate still had his arm around her and she
breathed deep, inhaling his scent, his touch, his warmth. If
circumstances were different…
    But circumstances weren’t different. He was
a detective looking for Ginger and Janelle was a link to her sister
and nothing else.
    “We need to get out of here.” Nate’s chest
rumbled with his every word and she reluctantly disentangled
herself, bereft at not having him near.
    It was absurd and foolish since she’d just
met him. She’d never reacted so strongly toward a man, as if there
was some sort of sexual magnetism between them, pulling them
together. She wanted to deny it.
    Really she did.
    He bent, picked something up from the floor
and handed it to her. Dangling from his fingers was her black satin
bra. Snatching it from his grip, her cheeks heated with
humiliation.
    “I don’t think I can help you, detective.
Though trust me, I want nothing more than to find my sister. When
she wants to be found, she’ll let me know.” She didn’t want to tell
him anything else, she’d revealed too much already.
    “I’m not letting you go that easy.” Long
fingers slid down her back to rest at the base of her spine as he
started to escort her out of the hotel suite. “I need to ask you a
few more questions.”
    “I already told you. I don’t know anything,”
she protested
    “Let me be the judge of that.”

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    Nate should