radiantly.
During her mini speech, Raf tried not to hide his rising excitement, Gunner rolled his eyes, and the captain looked mystified – he had no idea what was going on.
Raf held his breath, waiting for the response. He put on his best stoic face while trying to hide the fact that inside he was jumping up and down like a little boy who’d just discovered ice cream. What? He’d be just as excited if he had to work with any other SEA… ugh, he couldn’t even be bothered to finish that lie. No, he did want to keep the case, but he wanted to spend more time with the intriguing tiger shifter. It was because he was curious about shifters – yep, that was all it was. It definitely wasn’t because he had a burning need to touch and be near her. No siree. He really should stop lying to himself.
The captain fidgeted in his chair under the merciless gaze of the enormous shifter. Perhaps realizing that arguing wasn’t going to end well, he caved. “I suppose a joint investigation…”
“Excellent.” Gunner clapped his hands together and the captain almost jumped up the wall. “Isis, keep me posted and let me know if you need any additional man power.”
“Oh, I think I’m good on man power.” Her eyebrows waggled up and down and despite himself, Raf blushed.
“Detective, nice to meet you.” Gunner gave him a severe handshake. “Captain.” With that, Gunner strode out of his office, and Isis turned to him. Her tongue darted out and licked her lips. “So what shall we do first, partner?”
Chapter Five
Isis took a long hard sniff. Ms. Kitty purred at the fresh rain scent emanating from Raf, but Isis focused on the dead smell.
Raf eyed her quizzically. “Anything?”
“No,” she admitted in irritation. She had hoped that she’d get a scent or two now that the rain had stopped, but sadly she wasn’t getting anything.
“You always follow your nose in an investigation?”
“Hey, don’t sound so amused, you guys use sniffer dogs all the time.”
His lips twitched. “Would that make you a sniffer tiger then?”
“Laugh it up, dick .”
He smirked and then started sauntering around the cemetery, randomly reading graves. He bent over to look a little more closely at one, and she was afforded a prime view of his incredibly taut buttocks. His jeans pulled tight across his backside, and Isis let out an involuntary moan as her tiger panted. A warm tingle spread through her sex and Isis closed her eyes to try and create a feeling of control. Of course, all she saw when she closed her eyes was some deliciously lewd visions of Raf performing some very intimate acts on her itchy body. Great, it was last night all over again . A long night filled with overwhelming sexual fantasies, cold showers, an interfering ghost mother, three cats who had zero sympathy for her suffering and, oh yeah, some more sexual fantasies.
Anyone would think she was sex starved. She had sex less than two days ago, and now she was virtually pining after a human she just met. She was fairly certain that her current unease was largely due to her upcoming heat, but she couldn’t deny the pull that her body, and not to mention her randy beast, felt towards him. Stupid, sexy human.
“You okay?”
“Fine,” she ground out. Not at all struggling to stop herself from running over to him and mounting him in the cemetery in broad daylight. She didn’t have a lot of shame, but she knew that getting it on with a guy while there was a funeral going on just a couple of clicks away was downright tacky.
“I guess we should leave, I doubt we can find any new evidence, and I think it’s best these graves get filled in sooner rather than later.”
Plus she was finding the cemetery – the place where they first met – was far too sexy a setting for them to be alone. Or semi-alone as they currently were. The near-sighted mole shifter was watching them from a little way
During her mini speech, Raf tried not to hide his rising excitement, Gunner rolled his eyes, and the captain looked mystified – he had no idea what was going on.
Raf held his breath, waiting for the response. He put on his best stoic face while trying to hide the fact that inside he was jumping up and down like a little boy who’d just discovered ice cream. What? He’d be just as excited if he had to work with any other SEA… ugh, he couldn’t even be bothered to finish that lie. No, he did want to keep the case, but he wanted to spend more time with the intriguing tiger shifter. It was because he was curious about shifters – yep, that was all it was. It definitely wasn’t because he had a burning need to touch and be near her. No siree. He really should stop lying to himself.
The captain fidgeted in his chair under the merciless gaze of the enormous shifter. Perhaps realizing that arguing wasn’t going to end well, he caved. “I suppose a joint investigation…”
“Excellent.” Gunner clapped his hands together and the captain almost jumped up the wall. “Isis, keep me posted and let me know if you need any additional man power.”
“Oh, I think I’m good on man power.” Her eyebrows waggled up and down and despite himself, Raf blushed.
“Detective, nice to meet you.” Gunner gave him a severe handshake. “Captain.” With that, Gunner strode out of his office, and Isis turned to him. Her tongue darted out and licked her lips. “So what shall we do first, partner?”
Chapter Five
Isis took a long hard sniff. Ms. Kitty purred at the fresh rain scent emanating from Raf, but Isis focused on the dead smell.
Raf eyed her quizzically. “Anything?”
“No,” she admitted in irritation. She had hoped that she’d get a scent or two now that the rain had stopped, but sadly she wasn’t getting anything.
“You always follow your nose in an investigation?”
“Hey, don’t sound so amused, you guys use sniffer dogs all the time.”
His lips twitched. “Would that make you a sniffer tiger then?”
“Laugh it up, dick .”
He smirked and then started sauntering around the cemetery, randomly reading graves. He bent over to look a little more closely at one, and she was afforded a prime view of his incredibly taut buttocks. His jeans pulled tight across his backside, and Isis let out an involuntary moan as her tiger panted. A warm tingle spread through her sex and Isis closed her eyes to try and create a feeling of control. Of course, all she saw when she closed her eyes was some deliciously lewd visions of Raf performing some very intimate acts on her itchy body. Great, it was last night all over again . A long night filled with overwhelming sexual fantasies, cold showers, an interfering ghost mother, three cats who had zero sympathy for her suffering and, oh yeah, some more sexual fantasies.
Anyone would think she was sex starved. She had sex less than two days ago, and now she was virtually pining after a human she just met. She was fairly certain that her current unease was largely due to her upcoming heat, but she couldn’t deny the pull that her body, and not to mention her randy beast, felt towards him. Stupid, sexy human.
“You okay?”
“Fine,” she ground out. Not at all struggling to stop herself from running over to him and mounting him in the cemetery in broad daylight. She didn’t have a lot of shame, but she knew that getting it on with a guy while there was a funeral going on just a couple of clicks away was downright tacky.
“I guess we should leave, I doubt we can find any new evidence, and I think it’s best these graves get filled in sooner rather than later.”
Plus she was finding the cemetery – the place where they first met – was far too sexy a setting for them to be alone. Or semi-alone as they currently were. The near-sighted mole shifter was watching them from a little way
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