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she sighed his name.
    He lifted his head to study her face. The bright emerald of her eyes darkened with desire as they flicked down to his mouth and back up. Her lips were slightly parted and swollen from his kiss. Still keeping one hand in her hair, he moved his other down her back to settle at her waist. His body roared for another taste of her. He bent to kiss her mouth again, then froze.
    Nicole stiffened, too. They both looked toward the street corner, where a man was trying to snatch a woman’s purse. Unfortunately, she tried to fight him off.
    “You are not taking my Hermes, you freak!” she shrieked. He cuffed her head and she started to fall, but because she was wearing the purse across her body, he lost his balance as well.
    Gunnar advanced on the pair as a zing of energy surged around his body. A sudden forceful gust of wind shot past him, lifting the hair at the back of his neck. The man lost his grip on the purse strap and crashed to the ground. Gunnar planted his knee in the man’s back and looked for the woman, who was already being helped by Nicole.
    “Are you okay? Do have someone you want to call?” Nicole asked her.
    “I’m fine. I just live a block away, right over there.” The woman clutched her over-priced purse with a white-knuckled grip. “Thanks for helping me.”
    Nicole leveled a stare at her. “I’m glad we were here. But be careful, okay? That bag is beautiful, but it’s not worth you getting hurt.”
    After more assurances from the woman, they watched her walk across the street and into her building.
    Only then did Gunnar let the man up, snarling, “I don’t want to see your ugly fucking face around here again.” The man ran down the dark sidewalk until he disappeared.
    Gunnar turned to face Nicole, who stood with her arms wrapped around herself. “Wow,” she said to him. “That was really something.”
    He quirked an eyebrow.
    “How you helped that woman. That was incredible.”
    Gunnar shrugged it off, but wondered why she pretended that she had nothing to do with the outcome of the situation. She’d used her power again. Hadn’t tried to mask it. She had to know what she was capable of. Why play coy now? And what the hell was she?
    One thing he knew for sure was that he needed to talk to her somewhere else. He didn’t want her to run back to her friends if she didn’t like his questions. “Let’s walk a bit.” It wasn’t a suggestion.
    As if on cue, her cell phone chimed with a text message. “They saw me leave with you and now they’re freaking out,” she murmured. “Let me just tell them we’re right out here and I’m fine.”
    Message sent, she walked beside him. “Have you ever done that before?”
    “Grind with a hot woman in a club? Make out with said hot woman outside on the sidewalk? Or stop a thief?”
    She grinned at him. “The last one.”
    “Wasn’t I good at the first two?”
    She huffed out a breath of air. “Yeah,” she said softly as she looked up at him. “Real good.” Her green eyes regarded him expectantly.
    He considered his response. He had stopped thieves before, but at this minute she didn’t need to know they were dangerous demons who nabbed powerful artifacts that didn’t belong in their evil hands. She also didn’t need to know that he had been a thief himself. “May have broken up a few fights,” he finally said.
    She nodded. They walked in silence for a minute until they reached the end of the block. Crossing the street, they entered a small park. “How about you?” he continued. “Have you done that before?”
    She flashed a mischievous smile and tilted her head to the side. “Which thing?” she whispered, reaching for his hand.
    “How you helped that woman back there.”
    She froze. Surprise, then fear, flickered across her eyes before she managed to school her expression into one of simple confusion. “What do you mean?”
    “I didn’t do much to help her. You did.”
    “I didn’t do anything. You’re