Thief of Mine Read Online Free PDF Page B

He was just that
sort of man. But to think he did it to obtain something from the redhead? That
was tacky.
    “I want the idol back and I will give you twenty-four hours
to give it to me.”
    That sounded liked there was a definite unspoken “or else”
in those words to Stella. The redhead didn’t look like the sort of woman who
allowed herself to be crossed easily. Stella was that sort of woman and she
knew that look.
    “I do not have it in my possession.” But he knew where it
was and he planned to move it quickly. If Camille had tracked him down so
easily, it would take no time for her to find the idol.
    “You better get it then.” Camille was never going to believe
another word Kit told her ever again. She had learnt her lesson. Lips that
tasted so delicious also lied liked the devil.
    Stella knew a threat when she heard one. She wondered if Kit
did. He didn’t seem at all concerned or was that just an act? Weird-assed-looking
Camille certainly was scary in a spooky, mystical way. Stella jumped as Camille
suddenly leaned forward and looked carefully at her.
    “I would hate to see anything happen to your woman.”
    Stella moved back as far as she could from the woman. She
did not like freaky people or other women touching her.
    “I’m not his woman and this has nothing to do with me.”
Wild, unrestrained sex didn’t make for long term commitment.
    “So you say my dear.” How long would this one last or did
she mean something to the blond man? That would be useful if she did. It was
always good to have a bargaining tool when it came to Kit.
    “I’m not your dear or anyone else’s.” Sure, she was mostly naked
but that did not mean Stella lost her attitude.
    “You know where to find me, Kit.”
    “Always a pleasure, Camille.” Dealing with her was anything
but .
    Stella watched as the woman drifted off into the night.
    “So, are you going tell me what that’s about?” Hell, Stella
believed she had a right to know. It was not everyday you had sex with a man
and his ex-turned up acting all weird talking about stolen idols. It was not
like it was her favorite CD he nicked when they broke up.
    “We have to get out of here.” Kit grabbed her hand pulled
off the table. He knew they were in deep trouble. Camille turning up out of the
blue was not a good sign.
    “What? Why?” Stella tried to pull her bodice up as Kit
started pulling her along. “Stop.”
    “The sooner we leave the better, princess.” Kit turned to
look at her. Stella’s breasts were bare and her pink nipples were swollen from
his mouth. Kit felt it was a damn shame to cover up such beauty but he had no
choice. He gently pulled her top up and grabbed her hand to pull her along.
    “Why are we running?” Stella hated running and never more so
than when she was completely bare assed doing it.
    “Camille is pissed at me.”
    “Yeah, I got that but she has given you twenty-four hours to
give her back this idol thing.”
    “I’m not concerned about her it’s her freaky followers.” Kit
knew they had to be somewhere near. They always followed the woman they
considered their leader. He knew if he dropped his guard one of them would
attack. That he didn’t have the idol with him would make no difference. They
would try and beat him to a pulp just because they could. The people who
followed Camille didn’t excel in the imagination department.
    “Followers?” The redhead woman had followers? Who had
followers? “Is she part of a cult?” That would explain the weird outfit.
    “Sort of and her followers aren’t particularly happy with
how I treated Camille.” Kit wasn’t frightened for himself. It was the fact Stella
was with him. “They’re not real rational people.”
    “Oh, yeah, and you are?” Stella kicked off her heels as they
were impeding her progress to where ever it was Kit was taking her. “Why are
you pulling me along? They’re not upset at me.”
    “They would have seen us together, and that is