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She growled her frustration. “What is it you think I did? And why? Because we happened to be at the same place at the same time? Because I thought you were hot?”
“Wouldn’t be the first time a motherfucker sent a hot chick to try to get on the inside.”
Eyes wide, she gave a slow, stunned shake of the head. “I don’t even know what to say to that. What motherfucker?”
“Be kinda stupid of me to tell you what I know if that’s the info you’re fishin’ for.”
“Fine. Don’t tell me,” she snapped.
In the face of her anger, I couldn’t stop myself from stepping closer to wrap my hands around her waist. My fingers nearly touched, reminding me again that even though her attitude was big, she was not.
I’d be a fuckin’ idiot to underestimate her for even a moment.
I was surprised as shit when she didn’t flinch at my contact. She didn’t pause or soften or, the more likely option, tear my dick off.
She didn’t even seem to notice my hands on her.
My wounded fuckin’ heart.
Biting back a smirk, I decided to take it as a positive. If she was already comfortable with my touch, it meant I could do it a fuckuva lot more often.
“If I don’t know what I’m being accused of, how can I defend myself?” Ophelia tipped her head back to stubbornly meet my eyes as she held her arms out. “And if I’m a secret spy for whoever, the longer I’m here, the more chances I have to do spy-y things.”
“Spy-y things?”
“Wires and bugs and… I dunno. Steal things?”
Fuck, she was killing me.
If I didn’t think I’d end up with her knee smashing into my balls, I’d pull her close and kiss her. Taste her. Feel her.
But I didn’t want to lose what little progress I’d made.
And I sure as fuck didn’t want to haul ass through the damn field when she bolted.
“Nothing to steal, princess. And not a lot of places to hide a bug.” I slid my hands along her sides. “Be happy to check if you’re wearin’ a wire, though.”
Her gaze dropped to my arms before snapping back up as she gripped my forearms. I expected her to push me away, but she only held them as she smiled.
Sexy as it was, it was not a happy smile.
My princess has some wicked witch in her.
“And I’ll be happy to perform a full and thorough cavity search,” she started, digging her nails in like claws, “if you ever touch me again.” Releasing her talon grip and shoving me away with one forceful move, she crossed her arms.
And her hands covered the spot where mine had been.
“If you’re not going to let me go, is there somewhere I can sleep? Being a hostage wears a girl out.”
“C’mon.” I led her out to the front, blocking the door in case she decided to try a repeat performance. She didn’t even glance at it or me as she walked by with her nose in the air and her figurative crown on straight.
I followed, stopping outside my bedroom.
But it was only when she neared the end of the hallway that her steps slowed, her shoulders fell, and she quietly murmured, “Damn it.”
I punched the code into the keyless entry and opened my door, stepping aside.
Ophelia turned and stomped back, stopping in front of me to stick her finger in my face. “Shut up.”
