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It wouldn’t be the first time I tested someone’s morals.

Striding across the room, I slumped onto the couch, unzipped my boots, and tossed them to the side followed by my socks, and wiggled my toes as I threw my feet on the coffee table.

Might as well make myself comfortable.

When Ilsa stepped out of the bathroom, I must admit she looked better. She was moving with a bit more ease, although I’m sure she was still in pain. I’d like to say she looked relaxed, but she walked with an edge to her posture, and when she sat on the opposite end of the couch, her back was stiff.

“What’s the plan?” she asked before holding up a finger when I went to answer. “Tomorrow. Whatever we’re doing, we’ll start tomorrow. I’m exhausted, and I just want to relax.”

“Yeah, you look real relaxed.” If at all possible, her spine straightened even more at my comment, and I smirked. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I know,” she said hastily before she took a deep breath, almost forcing herself to loosen her posture. Her body slumped, and she leaned back against the couch, muttering again, “I know.”

I waited a beat to see if she had anything else to say and cleared my throat before grinning. “I figure we find out who tried to kill me and had you beat up, then take them down.”

“That simple, huh?”

“I don’t see why not.”

She arched a dark eyebrow at me. “Because whoever they are, they’re obviously well-connected.” I’d have sworn for a moment there was a hint of amusement in her face, but it was gone as soon as I had seen it. “And you managed to piss them off. I don’t think it’s going to be as easy as walking in there andtaking them down.”

“You want a plan?”

Ilsa smirked then, briefly, but it was there. “You say it like it’s such an unreasonable thing.”

I slid across the couch closer to her. She didn’t flinch or move away, but her back stiffened again. “Maybe we should just wing it.”

“All right.”

It took a certain amount of willpower not to do a comical doubletake. “I expected more of a fight,” I said.

“I’m too tired to fight with you. Actually, I think I’m going to go back to bed.”

Staring at her until she started to shift uncomfortably under my gaze, my face dropped. “But… it’s so early.”

She looked at me how I imagined a teacher might at a complaining child. “What do you want me to do, Ray? Do you want to watch movies and play truth or dare in our jammies?”

“I dunno.” It was my turn to shift around in my seat. “We could stay up.”

“And do what?”

Fixing her with a stare, I purred, “I’m sure we’ll think of something.”

She flushed, then chuckled, then went silent before releasing a heavy sigh, a matinee of the emotions that ran through her. “Ray, why did you kiss me?”

Shrugging, I said, “I was horny.”

“Is that the only reason?”

I wasn’t sure what she expected, so I told her the truth. “You’re hot, and you intrigue me. Maybe I wanted to bang.”

“Really,bangis the term you use?” Ilsa almost laughed again. This time it was so clear that she was trying to stop it. Shehatedthe part of herself that relaxed around me and talked to me like an equal, but she kept betraying herself.

I did finger guns, the gesture immediately feeling unnatural. Too late now, I had to roll with it. “Pow pow!”

Ilsa stared at me. I should’ve kept my mouth shut.

Then she laughed, and while it was filled with nervous energy, I still loved the way it sounded, rolling off her tongue as her eyes squinted slightly, dimples in her cheeks I couldn’t have noticed before they made themselves known when she smiled. Damn, she was cuteandsexy.

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