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her body in his arms.
    He was more shocked by the depth
of his body’s reaction to her presence. He went hard all over.
    Riley gritted his teeth and
thought about the latest Super Bowl. When that didn’t calm his raging need, he
thought of cold, uncomfortable ice. Unfortunately he imagined the woman in his
hands was holding the ice in question and running it down his chest.
    Damn!
    He turned and headed back to the
small building that housed the security room. Riley hadn’t taken more than five
steps in its direction when she spoke. “You know I can walk, right?”
    He ignored her. He knew it was
best not to talk in his current condition.
    “Look I know I’m not exactly
trustworthy here, but I promise not to run anymore. So, will you put me down,
please?”
    Knowing the pixy in his arms
wasn’t going to leave him alone, Riley decided to answer her. He shook his head
and glanced at her feet. “No shoes.”
    “Oh.” She was silent for a
moment. “So you’re carrying me because I’m not wearing any shoes?”
    “Yes.” He saw her roll her eyes
to the heavens, but decided to ignore her actions.
    “I could put my shoes back on.”
She dangled the items in question to make her point.
    Riley thought about it for a
moment. It was very poor idea. The very image of her strapping on those “fuck
me” platforms had his cock jerking in need.
    He looked down at her. “No.”
    She parted her beautiful lips,
ready to argue with him. Riley felt himself being drawn to her. Slowly, he
lowered his head as he lifted her higher against his chest. Her eyes widened as
he descended. It was then he realised what he was about to do.
    He lifted his head and almost whooped
in joy when he saw the mausoleum. He indicated the building. “There’s no point
in putting on your shoes since we’re almost there.”
    It took her several moments to
lift her gaze. It hadn’t escaped his notice that it had taken her a few seconds
to process his words because she was staring hard at his mouth.
    Riley almost groaned out loud.
She was trying his patience, responding to the dangerous heat that simmered
between them.
    The moment his booted foot
touched the bottom step that led to the building’s entrance, he released her,
placing her softly on her feet. She swept a small hand through her fiery locks
and smiled shyly at him. “Thank you.”
    He watched her, trying to figure
out what to say in response. “You’re welcome,” just didn’t seem to cut it in
his mind. So he told her a truth wrapped in a lie. “You shouldn’t thank me. It’s
my job to keep you safe and secure long enough to us to finish our
investigation.”
    She stiffened beside him in
anger. He could smell the acrid emotion that suddenly drenched the air. Amelia was
pissed off.
    They both glanced up as a third
person joined them on the steps. Vittorio peered at both of them, no doubt
trying to figure out what had happened between them. “Welcome back, Ms.
Amelia,” Vittorio murmured, took a single step forward and reached out for the
woman. That was all it took to get Riley incensed. A low warning growl cut
through the air, stilling Vittorio as he took his second step. He lifted his
head and glared hard at Riley.
    He searched Riley’s gaze for a
moment. “Get your…self under control,” he said through clenched teeth.
    Nostrils flared, Riley took
several breaths before finding the strength to speak to Vittorio. “I’m fine,”
he murmured once he had his bestial nature under wraps.
    Vittorio searched his face,
looking for the lie in his statement. After a moment he nodded, satisfied that
Riley really did have his wolf under control.
    When Riley received Vittorio’s
nod, he turned back to Amelia and grabbed her arm to pull her close to him.
    Riley knew he needed to step away
from Amelia, give his body time to adjust to the adrenaline pumping through his
veins, but he couldn’t find the strength to leave her side. There was something
about her that called to him, brought