Page 103 of Elite Metal: Warriors

And that annoyed him too. “What did you give me?” he asked.

She glanced at him over her shoulder. “Just a little concoction of my own making. It won’t last too long.”

“Just long enough for you to interrogate me.”

“That’s the idea. I don’t have time for recalcitrance. I need you to be…forthcoming.”

“I want to yank on your ponytail.” How was that for forthcoming?

She stilled. Threw her shoulders back. Cleared her throat. “You missed your chance on that,” she said and he heard the humor in her tone.

“We could always do that again.” Was he flirting with her? He had no idea why he was flirting with her. Then his cock reminded him.

She turned around, allowing that taunting ponytail to swing wildly. Then she shook her finger at him and said, “Sorry. Only one ride per customer.”

The great wave of regret at her words surprised him. Oh, he knew he wanted to fuck her again, he just hadn’t realized how much.

“Shall we get back to business?” she asked, coming back to the bed.

“Were we engaged in business?”

“We were.” She fixed him with a sharp glance. “Why have you been following me?”

“You’re full of yourself.”

She sighed heavily. “See. There’s that recalcitrance I was talking about. I don’t have time to play games, Coop.”

“You had time earlier.”

“Maybe you need another dose.” She looked him up and down. “You are rather large.”

“I think I’ve had enough.” He was already getting tired. Would probably fall asleep at any moment. And yeah, that would serve her right.

“Did Gregor send you?”

“Who?”

She frowned. “Are you Interpol?”

“Interpol?” He laughed. Boy, had she read him wrong.

“CIA? NSA? FBI?”

“No, no and hell no.”

“Who do you work for?”

Shit. The answer rose up within him. He tried to swallow it down, but couldn’t. “A private concern.”

“Ah.” He saw it, the flare in her eyes that made clear she understood his cryptic response, that she was starting to get the answers she wanted. “And why were you following me?”

“I wasn’t.”

She froze. Her gaze sharpened. “You haven’t been tailing me?”

“No.”

She shook her head. That damnable ponytail bobbed, capturing all of his attention. “Then who have you been following?”