Trinity visibly relaxes, holding her newly freed wrist over her heart as she spins in circles to inspect the opulence surrounding us.
I’ve spent so much time up here that this place is about as interesting as the back of my hand. Plush carpeting, more than one chandelier, a modern kitchenette with gray granite countertops, and a cozy den featuring floor-to-ceiling views of Santa Monica, with the Pacific stretching out into the distance.
Sleek, expensive leather furniture. Enormous flat-screen TV. Fully stocked bar. Balcony. Jacuzzi tub. Boring, but useful.
What I really want is a shower.
“Is this where you bring all your hostages?” Trinity drops her hands to her hips, and I find that her top’s ridden up. The sight of her bare stomach peaking over the waist of those baggy pants tantalizes me for no good reason.
Fresh irritation prickles deep in my chest.
“Not quite.” I grab her hand again and lead her to the bedroom. Is it just my imagination, or did shegulpthe second I touched her?
“Oh.” She flutters those long eyelashes. “Declan expects you to bed the women he orders you to kidnap?”
My mind immediately conjures images of the two of us together on the king-sized bed. Naked.
I squeeze the back of my neck.Why is she talking like this?
Refusing to even dignify that absurd question with a response, I march her over to the mattress and push her onto the perfect cream comforter. Her question prompts another image of her on her knees at the foot of the bed, peering up at me through teary eyes with my dick crammed down her throat, and I suck in a breath as desire gut-punches me.
Narrowing her eyes, she tilts her head and studies me. A small, satisfied smile tips up her lips, almost as if she can pluck the dirty thoughts right from my mind. “Your foreplay skills could use some work. Women usually expect dinner, a date, and at least akissbefore the full bedroom tour.”
I eye her like she’s a ticking time bomb. When we got to the suite, I expected another insult- and expletive-laced tirade. Instead, Trinity Gallagher has decided to flirt with me. Like the floor suddenly slanted and the room started tilting, I can’t find my footing.
Trinity reclines on the bed. She puts her hands behind her on the pillow like she’s sunning herself on a beach without a single care in the world. As if there’s nothing at all strange about her trying to seduce her kidnapper.
Because clearly that’s what’s happening here. I’m not an idiot. Although, maybe I am one after all, because I’d love to see how this plays out.
I can’t help the way my eyes gravitate toward her gentle curves. The lift of her breasts, the indent of her partially exposed waist… If not for those baggy, shape-obscuring pants, I’d have a perfect view of those gorgeous legs?—
Fucking focus, Brody.
With effort, I tear my gaze away. Once I finish this mission, I’ll go out and find myself a willing woman to take all of this pent-up sexual frustration out on. But until then, I can’t slip.
Whatever happens, I won’t let Trinity Gallagher get the better of me.
Even if she is sexy enough to short-circuit all my brain cells.
Before I can fully recover, she hooks me with the sultry swing in her voice. “I guess I didn’t say thanks for…earlier.”
My hands clench at my sides. “Thanks?” I was joking when I said that.
“You saved me.” Her pretty teeth dig into that delectable bottom lip. “I know I shouldn’t be impressed since we’re not exactly on the same side. But your knight-in-shining-armor thing was…sexy.”
Fuck.
Lust curls from my gut, and the material around my fly tightens.
She’s messing with me. Of course she is.
The witch just wants me to lower my guard so she can sprint for the hills. The problem is that even though I’m one-hundred-percent aware of her ploy, I can’t deny that part of me is still very much into this. I haven’t been laid inages. At this point, a stiff breeze could probably turn me on.
And Trinity Gallagher’s a damn sight better than a stiff breeze. She’s gorgeous.
Whether she’s aware or not, she’s playing with fire.
Still, I maintain my silence. The moment I respond to one of her taunts, she gains power over me. And that’s not happening.
