private investigators.
Nah, he’d skip the emotional crap. Better she was hurt a little now, than come face-to-face with monsters later.
“I think we should split up,” he said in an undertone.
“Oh.” She wrinkled her nose. “I thought we’d spend time together like the other couples.”
“We have the week to do that.” Jack scowled at the reminder of the mission constraint. It was tighter than Emma realized. With the blue moon on Saturday, he’d need plentiful sex or he’d have to shift to avoid excruciating pain. He’d hoped to have this case wrapped up fast so he could return home for the fall of the blue moon.
It was bloody inconvenient, but once he shifted, he was stuck in his taniwha form for twenty-four hours. Suffering through a full moon was bad enough but a blue moon…
Jack forced away the dire thoughts to concentrate on Emma. “I forgot to tell you. I made an appointment for you at the spa for this afternoon.” He pulled a small card from his pocket and handed it to her.
Emma beamed. “Wow! Thank you.”
“It’s not all luxury.” He leaned closer to whisper in her ear. “You need to ask questions and check out the spa area without causing suspicion. Think you can do that?”
She gave a decisive nod, although a frown creased her forehead as she said in a low voice, “I’ve trained for fact gathering. Which areas do you want me to check out this morning? Will we meet up for lunch? It might look a bit strange if we don’t.”
“Let’s go. We’ll talk on the way.”
The early morning sun peeked over the stand of native trees, warming the clearing and petanque pit not far from the entrance to their apartment block.
Jack took Emma’s arm and set a brisk pace. “We’ll walk along the beach.”
Emma tucked her hand into his as soon as the path widened enough for them to walk side by side. Jack froze momentarily before resuming his long strides to the beach. Her floral scent pulled at him, making it difficult for him to concentrate. Why did she have to touch him all the time? If she stroked her hand across his dragon tatt one more time…
“We need to watch what we say or discuss.” Jack couldn’t make up his mind whether to snatch his hand from her grasp or not. Her touch burned, bringing every one of his senses to roaring life. He heard her soft breathing, the waves rushing to shore and a gull wheeling overhead, felt the soft texture of her hand and bare arm. Hell, he had to get a grip. Concentrate . “It’s possible our room is bugged.”
“Someone listening in on us? I wondered why…I don’t— Someone’s watching us right now! No, don’t look.” Emma leaned closer and twined her arms around his neck. “Kiss me.”
It was an order, and Jack found himself in a lip-lock before he could voice questions. Her lips were soft, smooth and moist and distracting. She slipped her tongue between his lips, and he was a goner. Taste and sensation kicked him in the gut, combining with the feel of her curvy breasts plastered against his chest. His taniwha gave a sleepy yawn then woke rapidly with a demanding growl.
Jack took over the kiss, plunging his tongue into her mouth and withdrawing in a facsimile of the sexual act. Suddenly, he wanted to rip her clothes off and plunge into her hot pussy. He didn’t care about an audience or the public location. He just wanted to fuck her senseless. But what he desired and what he received were two very different things. Jack struggled to hold on to the semblance of his remaining sanity.
Her fingers curled into his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh through his thin shirt. The small pain jerked his cock tight enough to cause him discomfort. Emma wriggled even closer, rubbing against his chest and groin and making a sound resembling a purr. Dammit if his dragon didn’t purr in tandem.
Jack tore his mouth from Emma’s. Panic roared to life as the taniwha clamored inside his head, demanding he take what Emma offered. The
Nah, he’d skip the emotional crap. Better she was hurt a little now, than come face-to-face with monsters later.
“I think we should split up,” he said in an undertone.
“Oh.” She wrinkled her nose. “I thought we’d spend time together like the other couples.”
“We have the week to do that.” Jack scowled at the reminder of the mission constraint. It was tighter than Emma realized. With the blue moon on Saturday, he’d need plentiful sex or he’d have to shift to avoid excruciating pain. He’d hoped to have this case wrapped up fast so he could return home for the fall of the blue moon.
It was bloody inconvenient, but once he shifted, he was stuck in his taniwha form for twenty-four hours. Suffering through a full moon was bad enough but a blue moon…
Jack forced away the dire thoughts to concentrate on Emma. “I forgot to tell you. I made an appointment for you at the spa for this afternoon.” He pulled a small card from his pocket and handed it to her.
Emma beamed. “Wow! Thank you.”
“It’s not all luxury.” He leaned closer to whisper in her ear. “You need to ask questions and check out the spa area without causing suspicion. Think you can do that?”
She gave a decisive nod, although a frown creased her forehead as she said in a low voice, “I’ve trained for fact gathering. Which areas do you want me to check out this morning? Will we meet up for lunch? It might look a bit strange if we don’t.”
“Let’s go. We’ll talk on the way.”
The early morning sun peeked over the stand of native trees, warming the clearing and petanque pit not far from the entrance to their apartment block.
Jack took Emma’s arm and set a brisk pace. “We’ll walk along the beach.”
Emma tucked her hand into his as soon as the path widened enough for them to walk side by side. Jack froze momentarily before resuming his long strides to the beach. Her floral scent pulled at him, making it difficult for him to concentrate. Why did she have to touch him all the time? If she stroked her hand across his dragon tatt one more time…
“We need to watch what we say or discuss.” Jack couldn’t make up his mind whether to snatch his hand from her grasp or not. Her touch burned, bringing every one of his senses to roaring life. He heard her soft breathing, the waves rushing to shore and a gull wheeling overhead, felt the soft texture of her hand and bare arm. Hell, he had to get a grip. Concentrate . “It’s possible our room is bugged.”
“Someone listening in on us? I wondered why…I don’t— Someone’s watching us right now! No, don’t look.” Emma leaned closer and twined her arms around his neck. “Kiss me.”
It was an order, and Jack found himself in a lip-lock before he could voice questions. Her lips were soft, smooth and moist and distracting. She slipped her tongue between his lips, and he was a goner. Taste and sensation kicked him in the gut, combining with the feel of her curvy breasts plastered against his chest. His taniwha gave a sleepy yawn then woke rapidly with a demanding growl.
Jack took over the kiss, plunging his tongue into her mouth and withdrawing in a facsimile of the sexual act. Suddenly, he wanted to rip her clothes off and plunge into her hot pussy. He didn’t care about an audience or the public location. He just wanted to fuck her senseless. But what he desired and what he received were two very different things. Jack struggled to hold on to the semblance of his remaining sanity.
Her fingers curled into his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh through his thin shirt. The small pain jerked his cock tight enough to cause him discomfort. Emma wriggled even closer, rubbing against his chest and groin and making a sound resembling a purr. Dammit if his dragon didn’t purr in tandem.
Jack tore his mouth from Emma’s. Panic roared to life as the taniwha clamored inside his head, demanding he take what Emma offered. The
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