“Give me the pants.”
Christian stepped out of the dark slacks and tossed them at me. They were tight around the waist, but I managed to get them on.
I snorted when I noticed how tight the pant legs were. The unconscious man with the stunner in his back didn’t have any meat on his bones.
Christian tossed me the button-up and then put his clothes back on.
I frowned. “The buttons are backward.”
Ignoring me, he secured a gun belt around my waist. Then he curved his hands around my thighs and growled sexily. “I’d bury my face in your crotch if not for the fact that Barney’s ball sack was just in there.”
“You always say things that make my heart go pitter-patter.” I tucked in the dark-grey shirt and smoothed out wrinkles. “Does he have one of those cool mall-cop hats?”
Christian swiped a tie off the floor. “I hate to dampen your excitement, but all you get are handcuffs.”
“We’ll save those for later.”
He looped a dark tie around my neck. “Don’t tease me, Miss Black.”
I noticed the woman and another worker lying on the floor next to a stack of crates. “What’s their Breed?”
“The woman’s a Mage. The man wouldn’t say, so I drained him before charming him to sleep for eight hours. Do me a favor and don’t take any deep breaths.”
“Why?”
He tapped one of my buttons. “You’ll come right out of that, and I’ll have to ravage you on the floor.”
“Maybe if I slip off my bra, it’ll free up some room. My nipples are suffocating.”
“You keep talking to me with that dirty mouth, and I’ll take you right here against the wall.”
I tucked my fingers inside his pants and yanked him toward me. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
Christian and I had explosive chemistry before, during, and after a dangerous mission. Though we exchanged lustful looks, we didn’t have time for a sexual interlude.
I left my clothes in a neat pile near the door. The uniform fit all wrong, and the shirt was too tight around the chest area. I reached inside my jacket pocket and pulled out a hair tie. Ponytails seemed to be the common fashion with female security guards that I’d seen.
“I’ve only got one dagger.” I lifted my pant leg to make sure I could get to it. “The one in my boot heel is a last resort—something I only use when I’m in a tangle.”
“He’s a Chitah. You have a gun, a dagger, and your bare hands. Not to mention a store full of glass. I’ll be right behind the door.”
I pulled the gun from the holster. “What the heck is this?”
“It’s a Taser.”
I chortled and tossed it at him. “My hands can do more damage than that puny space gun.”
He handed it back. “Aye, but it’s just for show. You need to look the part.” Christian pushed a large crate and blocked the back door that led to the alley.
“What if there’s a fire?” I put my hands on my hips. “We could burn up if we’re trapped.”
“I’ll throw my body on your corpse to put out the flames.”
“Promise?”
Gem’s heels noisily preceded her entrance. “Are you ready?”
“How do I look?”
