answer but crossed the room and I felt myself leaning backward. He didn’t stop until I was resting my hands on the table behind me and he was leaning over me.
“I know you’re hiding things. Keep your secrets. I don't care. But this is going to happen.”
I had to consciously force myself to breathe, as I could feel the heat from his chest. My lips parted and his eyes shifted to them and paused there a minute before he abruptly straightened up and put some distance between us.
Once I could think clearly again, I knew he was right. Whatever they were after did want me. And joining with him and his men would put me in closer proximity to something that could jeopardize my situation. I didn’t say that to him, though. I said nothing.
He walked out of the condo without saying anything else. It was the second bad departure from my condo in less than fifteen minutes. I really knew how to make friends, I thought to myself sarcastically.
My head dropped a little lower until it was finally resting in my palms. It didn't matter who I pissed off, my gut instinct was screaming that I needed to steer clear of what they were after.
Chapter Seven
Employment Opportunities
A glass of red wine was placed in front of me and I turned to the bartender.
“I didn't order this.”
“It was sent by the gentleman over there.” He pointed to a man sitting at the other end of the bar.
“Thanks.”
After Fate and Lars left my condo, I hadn’t been able to sit there another minute. Problem was, I didn’t want to speak to anyone, either. My aversion to having company spurred my exit and I grabbed my purse from the seat next me to leave. By time I grabbed it, the man was already standing there next to me.
He was in his late forties and aged to perfection in a Clooney kind of way. Everything about him was well manicured, like he had all the time and money in the world. He was the type of guy that wouldn't have noticed me in my old body.
My human form had been attractive, but my appeal never kicked in to full force until I spoke to someone and my wit won them over. I hadn't had the looks that would bring unknown men to my side. It was flattering, but I still didn't want to talk to him.
“Just a moment?” he asked. His impeccable manners encouraged my own to resurface from where I'd buried them alongside my human body.
“Of course.” I settled in my chair as I tried to get a read on him. I couldn't figure out if he was human, or if his karma was in perfect balance. He had to be human. Wouldn't I know him otherwise?
He pulled out the stool and settled in with more elegance than should have been possible.
“My name is Malokin. I'd like to offer you a job.” Hands in front of him, fingers knit, he waited for my reply.
“I'm already employed, but thank you.” He didn't even know who I was. He could at least ask a few questions before using a line like that, to make it a bit more believable.
“Yes, Camilla, I know you do. And you could be so much more.”
I’d gone from figuring out how to get rid of him to giving him my full attention. “Who are you?”
“I'm someone who could help you.”
There was a threat in the way he said could. As if he could do other things that wouldn't be as appreciated.
I looked into his nearly black eyes and saw the menace and intent there. This man, whatever he was, got his way no matter what it took.
He smiled. “Or not. It's your choice.”
“What exactly are you saying?” There wasn’t a doubt in my mind anymore that this person wasn’t human, and he wasn’t from the agency. That didn’t leave any good options left.
“I'd like you to come and work for me.”
“I’m not interested.” Whoever Suit had been, like he’d warned, he hadn’t been alone. All this time dodging Fate just to keep my distance from this—to avoid this moment—had been futile.
Paddy appearing right next to us threw us both off guard. The stranger looked alarmed, but I was one
“I know you’re hiding things. Keep your secrets. I don't care. But this is going to happen.”
I had to consciously force myself to breathe, as I could feel the heat from his chest. My lips parted and his eyes shifted to them and paused there a minute before he abruptly straightened up and put some distance between us.
Once I could think clearly again, I knew he was right. Whatever they were after did want me. And joining with him and his men would put me in closer proximity to something that could jeopardize my situation. I didn’t say that to him, though. I said nothing.
He walked out of the condo without saying anything else. It was the second bad departure from my condo in less than fifteen minutes. I really knew how to make friends, I thought to myself sarcastically.
My head dropped a little lower until it was finally resting in my palms. It didn't matter who I pissed off, my gut instinct was screaming that I needed to steer clear of what they were after.
Chapter Seven
Employment Opportunities
A glass of red wine was placed in front of me and I turned to the bartender.
“I didn't order this.”
“It was sent by the gentleman over there.” He pointed to a man sitting at the other end of the bar.
“Thanks.”
After Fate and Lars left my condo, I hadn’t been able to sit there another minute. Problem was, I didn’t want to speak to anyone, either. My aversion to having company spurred my exit and I grabbed my purse from the seat next me to leave. By time I grabbed it, the man was already standing there next to me.
He was in his late forties and aged to perfection in a Clooney kind of way. Everything about him was well manicured, like he had all the time and money in the world. He was the type of guy that wouldn't have noticed me in my old body.
My human form had been attractive, but my appeal never kicked in to full force until I spoke to someone and my wit won them over. I hadn't had the looks that would bring unknown men to my side. It was flattering, but I still didn't want to talk to him.
“Just a moment?” he asked. His impeccable manners encouraged my own to resurface from where I'd buried them alongside my human body.
“Of course.” I settled in my chair as I tried to get a read on him. I couldn't figure out if he was human, or if his karma was in perfect balance. He had to be human. Wouldn't I know him otherwise?
He pulled out the stool and settled in with more elegance than should have been possible.
“My name is Malokin. I'd like to offer you a job.” Hands in front of him, fingers knit, he waited for my reply.
“I'm already employed, but thank you.” He didn't even know who I was. He could at least ask a few questions before using a line like that, to make it a bit more believable.
“Yes, Camilla, I know you do. And you could be so much more.”
I’d gone from figuring out how to get rid of him to giving him my full attention. “Who are you?”
“I'm someone who could help you.”
There was a threat in the way he said could. As if he could do other things that wouldn't be as appreciated.
I looked into his nearly black eyes and saw the menace and intent there. This man, whatever he was, got his way no matter what it took.
He smiled. “Or not. It's your choice.”
“What exactly are you saying?” There wasn’t a doubt in my mind anymore that this person wasn’t human, and he wasn’t from the agency. That didn’t leave any good options left.
“I'd like you to come and work for me.”
“I’m not interested.” Whoever Suit had been, like he’d warned, he hadn’t been alone. All this time dodging Fate just to keep my distance from this—to avoid this moment—had been futile.
Paddy appearing right next to us threw us both off guard. The stranger looked alarmed, but I was one
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