Demon Love. Georgia Tribell

by an unknown assassin. With this in mind, he’d mentally prepared himself for the possibility of hysteria, or weeping, or screaming, or any combination of the three. What he wasn’t ready for was her total silence. “Morton.”

      Her eyes were empty when she looked over at him. “You need a refill.”

      She stood and he followed her with his eyes until she’d walked out of sight. He sat there for a minute and realized there was no sound indicating a drink was being poured. In fact, there was no sound coming from the other room at all. He stood and followed the path Kendra had taken only to find himself in a nice and tidy, but empty, kitchen. Well hell, he thought as he eyed the back door. It stood open and he walked toward it. He heard the slight tick of a gun’s safety being released as he reached the door.

      He froze and cursed his own foolishness for falling for such a two-bit trick. “I’m not the enemy.”

      “How can I be sure? Someone has tried to kill me three times now. That same person had access to my equipment.”

      He looked over his shoulder and noticed the gun she held steady in her hands. She was as cool now as she always was under pressure. “I’m going to turn around, so don’t get jumpy.”

      He didn’t speak again until he could clearly see her face and read her expression. “And you think that person is me?”

      She narrowed her eyes. “You have access to all equipment. You showed up at the site tonight before anyone else and then you didn’t let anyone else touch my coat. That’s suspicious enough, but out of the blue you show up on my doorstep. You have never been here, not even for parties. Don’t tell me you didn’t come here with a purpose.”

      “You’re right, I used bringing the coat to you as an excuse, but I couldn’t stay away. I needed to see you and hear your voice, otherwise I’d go crazy tonight with worry.” Thor took a deep breath and forced his eyes away from the gun. It was time he said what he should have months ago. “I’ve wanted you for a long time. Not as a coworker or friend, but as a lover. I know our work condition makes it impossible, but considering how I feel the very last thing I want is you dead.”

      He watched as her face flushed bright red but her hand never wavered. “I’d be a fool to fall for talk like that.”

      Thor sighed. So much for the truth helping. “True, but think about this. If I came here to kill you, I would have done it first thing. I wouldn’t have taken the time to enjoy a drink or show you the weapons. And I sure as hell wouldn’t have given you a chance to get the drop on me.”

      Emotions played across her face as she slowly lowered the gun. “I hope I don’t die regretting this decision.”

      He crossed the distance between them and gently removed the gun from her hand before placing it on the kitchen counter. He brushed a strand of blond hair back from her face and looked into large turquoise eyes. Her lips were parted, making her look so damn sexy he wanted to take her to bed and not leave for days.