Reassigned to the nether-end of the galaxy and facing her last night on the planet, Adira has had better days. She shouldn’t have ruffled so many feathers with her investigation, but the trail of missing people was too important to ignore.
She knows exactly how to spend her evening. At an exclusive sex club, she’s determined to confront the Vampire who’s never far from her mind. She only has a few hours, but surely she can entice the sexy bartender to share them with her.
Malachy is more than he appears. Working undercover has him ready for anything… except Adira. The moment he laid eyes on the Sentinel he knew he’d found his lifemate. Unfortunately, the prickly mortal has a wall as hard as a spaceship’s hull around her heart.
Only hours remain to convince her she belongs in his arms, and his bed.
As the heated night turns molten, duty and desire collide. Following their hearts will only complicate matters.
Inside Scoop: Our heroine gets the shock of her life when she discovers her voyeuristic nature, and the fact that it is the male-on-male action, as opposed to a ménage, that really gets her juices flowing.
“I’ll take my break now.” He set another glass of Classic down before her and a Fizz before himself.
“Thank you.” She played with the condensation dripping down her glass, painfully aware of his scent surrounding her, of the feel of his knee bumping hers below the counter. Adira hadn’t been this connected to a man in years…no, ever. She had no idea why he made her heart race and her pussy moisten.
In the beginning she would have shot him down like any other male, but by now he had to know she would welcome his pursuit. Didn’t he?
She froze. Maybe her signals were as mixed as his. Jade, maybe they’d both been waiting.
Mal turned so he sat facing her, his side leaning against the tall back of the chair. “Will you tell me what happened?”
She frowned and tried to push her horrible realization aside. “What do you mean?”
“You’ve walked in here with a cloud of doom hanging over your head. Is it work?”
Adira wasn’t certain how she felt about Mal being able to read her, but a part deep inside her, the part that wished for a partner who understood and cherished her, was happy about it.
She exhaled. “I can’t tell you details as it’s an ongoing investigation, but I’ve been chasing leads, asking questions and making people uncomfortable. No one cares about the victims I am trying to get justice for as they are part of Parvati’s fringes.”
He nodded. “But you don’t care that they don’t have money or can’t do anything to advance your career, being the exact opposite to the majority of Sentinels in the city.”
She shrugged. “I don’t see the difference. The daughter of a CEO has the same need for help as the daughter of a transient worker.”
He put his arm around her shoulders and hugged her against his broad chest. “You are amazing, Adira. And an exception to the rule. Well done for keeping at it. Are you getting any closer to closing the case?”
“No.” For a moment she leaned into him and inhaled his clean vanilla scent, soaked in his heat. “I’m banging my head against a synth-steel wall.” She pulled back. “Not everyone in those fringe groups trusts me or wants to talk. And now I’ll have to let it go.”
Mal narrowed his gaze. “Why?”
The force of the question surprised her. “I’m being transferred to Hadamard. I have to report for duty the day after tomorrow.”
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