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“My intent was—”
“Take your intentions,” he shoved the envelope across the desk, “and get the hell off my property. No one—not you, not the FRU—tells me what I must do! Don’t you think for a minute I wouldn’t walk away from my position with the agency to protect those that I love? And no one—no one—forces my hand!”
Right then Chase realized that was exactly what he’d done wrong. Tried to force Burnett to accept him back.
The desk between them was suddenly slung against the wall. Burnett James stood up in full vamp mode.
Yup, it had been a big mistake.
“Go!” Burnett seethed. “While you still can!”
Chase stood up. “Look, I realize—”
“Go!” he ordered.
Chase heard the warning in the vampire’s voice and saw it in his eyes. Desperate, but not stupid, he turned and walked out.
Damn it to hell and back! Chase seethed as he hurried off the porch. He’d screwed up. At this rate, he was never going to win Della back.
At this rate, maybe he didn’t deserve to. He should have known this would backfire.
* * *
Della landed in the park in the mix of the trees and rubbed her arms to fight off the cold, again wishing she’d worn a jacket. The moon gleamed on the metal playground equipment in the clearing about a hundred feet away. Another chill tiptoed down her back. There was something eerie and almost ominous about an empty playground—as if it had been robbed of its innocence.
A swing squeaked as a cold breeze stirred it. The noise seemed loud, as if it were a call for help in the night’s silence.
She looked around at the dark shadows and lifted her nose to make sure no one lurked nearby.
Her phone beeped. Probably Burnett.
As she pulled her cell from her pocket, she heard a car pull up and cut off its engine. Someone opened a car door and then she caught the scent of a were. She shifted deeper into the trees, glancing up to plan her exit if the were came at her. Right as she clicked on Burnett’s number the scent became familiar. She knew before she read the text what it would say.
Burnett hadn’t come. Had Lucas brought Kylie? She inhaled again.
No Kylie. Disappointment stirred. She could have used some girlfriend time.
Turning, she watched as the good-looking were crossed the parking lot. The dark-haired, six-foot-plus eighteen-year-old held a Thermos. Her stomach grumbled.
“Hey…,” Della said and then, “thanks.” She took the Thermos.
“No problem,” he said.
“Why didn’t Burnett show?”
“Something came up,” the were said.
“A new case?”
“I don’t think so,” Lucas said.
Della wasn’t sure if he was hiding something or just being vague. Lucas wasn’t exactly the talkative sort. Most weres weren’t. Not that Della disliked him. He loved Kylie, one of Della’s best friends, and he was good to her.
“Do you mind?” She held up the Thermos.
“No. My job’s not complete until you do.”
They moved over to the playground.
