She shouldn’t like the way
he said her name.

“I want you to help me,” he said. “I need a contact at the station.” His arm stretched behind her, almost caging her. “I need you.”

Her breath came, real slow. She hesitated because there was something in his eyes. A dark awareness. A hunger, a need she understood.

One she shouldn’t be feeling.

But one that stirred in her gut anyway. One that had her thighs tensing, her heart beating a little too fast, and had her wanting.

“Do you want to catch this guy?”

“More than anything,” she said. She was hoarse. I can still hear the screams.

“Then I guess for the time being…” He offered her his right hand. “We’ll be partners.”

His fingers curled around hers, warm, strong.

A lick of heat shot right through her.

His mouth hitched into a half smile. “I think I’m gonna like working with you, Lora Spade.”