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Dead Statues (Kiera Hudson Series Two #3) A Highland Wolf Christmas (Heart of the Wolf #15)

Lucas locked eyes on Molly. Out, he said in a soft but deadly voice.

Once in a while, he said something so profound she forgot she wanted to kill him the rest of the time.Not true, a little voice said. Sometimes you still want to kiss him . . .

Black Box

You okay? he asked. I think I just lost you there for a minute.She managed a smile as she slid out of the truck. The temp had dropped at least ten degrees. Come on, Archer. You should know by now. I’m always okay.Elle didn’t sleep well. She tossed and turned, and by the time she showered, she’d reaffirmed her promise to herself that she wasn’t going to let her feelings for Archer, confusing as they were, hold her back.

Never Never: Part Two (Never Never #2)

She took her online class in her office but kept tuning out the professor. She eyed the stack of things that had to be done at work later and sighed. She loved her job, she did, but some days the best thing she could say about it was that her chair spun.Still, she gamely transitioned from class to the job, only to be stymied when she couldn’t log in on her work computer. Resetting the password only further frustrated her because the password had to include an uppercase letter, a number, a haiku, a gang sign, and the blood of a virgin.

Over it, she stood. She needed a ’tude adjustment before she tossed her computer out the second-story window. Leaving her office, she took the elevator up, staring at her reflection in the metal doors, feeling . . . lonely.

When Jamie runs out of people to talk about, Maggie asks Charlie to dance with her. They’re turning to leave when Tom—yes, Tom!—steps forward, saying grimly, I’ll do it, as if it’s a chore. As if he’s a soldier in the trenches and someone has to run behind enemy lines to rescue a fallen comrade. We all look at him. What? I’m . . . He fizzles out. Taller. Charlie steps back, hands up, relinquishing. Maggie instantly blushes and puts her hand out for Tom to take, only Tom’s already turned heel, making a beeline for the dance floor. She looks at me, hopeful. I give her an encouraging smile and she turns, plodding in her heels to catch up with Tom. Charlie and I raise an eyebrow at each other. We watch them begin to dance, arms fully outstretched, middle school style, leaving four feet between them. Maggie starts to say something just as Tom starts to say something. She—predictably—apologizes, and Tom looks down at his feet. From which he doesn’t look up again. Maggie’s eyes find us, forehead more deeply furrowed than I’ve ever seen it.Archer tightened his grip and deepened their connection and she felt a hard tug on her heart. Somewhere far, far away, her brain clicked back on and understood that this was all for show, that for whatever reason they were in a distraction job and that worked because it meant that this wasn’t real. And that was perfect since with his tongue in her mouth and her tongue now rubbing up on his like a cat in heat, she couldn’t muster up a single objection. Instead she threw herself fully into her role of the protective, possessive girlfriend and wrapped her arms around him.

When the kiss ended and he pulled back, eyes hot, she smiled, hoping he couldn’t feel her knees knocking together. Brought you dinner, sugar.He arched a brow, whether at her put-on heavy Southern accent or the nickname she had no idea. Sometimes on distractions she did this, pulled a persona out of her arsenal, and she knew damn well she was good enough at it to win an Academy Award.

All the Flowers Are Dying (Matthew Scudder #16)

Look at you, he said, amused, being all domesticated and . . . sweet.Oh, he’d pay for that. She handed him the brown bag with one hand while her other slid from low on his spine southbound and right into his back pocket, where she pinched his ass.

He merely grinned at her. Smells delicious. What do I owe you?We’ll settle up. More of a threat than a promise, and to make sure he knew it, she pinched him again. Later. Then she turned to the woman. So who’s this? she drawled.

Maya Rodriguez, Archer said. My client. Maya, this is—Candy, Elle said. Archer’s . . . fiancée. You aren’t by any chance hitting on another woman’s fiancé, are you?

Archer choked on that one and Elle helpfully pounded him on the back hard enough to nearly crack a few ribs.Maya shook her head. I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware that he was engaged. I was just—she glanced at Archer—hopeful, is all. You’re a lucky woman, Candy. Archer here’s the full package. Smart, dedicated . . . She smiled. Sexy.

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