She Who Dares, Wins. Candace HavensЧитать онлайн книгу.
in such a way, it might look as if something was going on.
“Yes, those things did happen.” Macon cleared his throat.
“Why don’t you let me decide what’s the best course of action, then?” She turned away from him. “The car accidents took place near a summer home? Correct? And you were mugged where?”
“About a block from my flat.” The woman was determined. He’d give her that.
His eyes followed her as she circled the lab. She was one of those people who found it difficult to stand still for more than a few moments. He could tell by the way she constantly moved or fidgeted. She glanced out the window as if she was searching for something. Then she returned to where he sat.
She started to speak and was interrupted by a large gurgling sound. Her olive-skinned cheeks turned a delightful shade of pink.
Macon glanced at his watch. “Let me guess—you skipped breakfast.”
She bit her lip. “I was busy solving some problems with work this morning.”
That meant she hadn’t eaten in more than twelve hours. He’d gone longer when working in the lab, but he knew it wasn’t healthy. There was also this strange part of him that wanted to take care of her. The least he could do was give her a decent meal after what he’d put her through today.
“Why don’t we head to the café at the student center?” He had started to mention a restaurant, but worried it was too early in the day for it to be open.
“I’m fine.” Her tone was clipped and professional. She’d been embarrassed.
“Well, I could use a snack. I haven’t had anything this morning.” He shoved his laptop into a bag with a couple of notebooks. He’d been working on several equations when she’d arrived. “Perhaps I’ll be better able to answer your questions with a full stomach.”
“I guess if you’re hungry, a break is okay. Though I had hoped to jump right in with the investigation.”
Macon shrugged. “An hour for a meal can’t hurt,” he said. “And I’ll keep my promise to answer any questions you might have.”
Leading the way, he pushed in the code for the exit. Once they were through the two sets of doors, he pointed to another entry. “If you go through there, you’ll find your clothing. I’ll meet you out in the hallway in a few minutes.”
She walked away, but stopped as her hand touched the doorknob. “What do I do with the sweat suit?”
“There’s a hamper to your right when you walk in. The cleaning staff takes care of them for me.”
“Thanks.”
Even in the oversize sweats the woman oozed sex, and as she walked away he remembered his hands on her backside the night before.
Concentrate, Macon admonished. Only days ago your purpose was to get rid of her. Answer her questions, help her to see logic, so by this time tomorrow she’ll be gone.
There was one problem. Macon wasn’t sure he wanted their time to end quite so quickly. The woman in the next room was an interesting specimen and unfortunately he wanted to know everything about her.
5
KATIE HAD HER HANDS FULL with Macon. Staring out the window of her hotel onto the busy London streets, she tried to gather her thoughts. She still couldn’t believe he’d kept his identity from her. What a fool she’d been. If only she’d had a picture of him before that first meeting, things would have been so different. She could have beaten him at his own game—and missed out on one of the best nights of her life.
Part of her wanted to kill him, or at least seriously maim him for lying to her, but the other part wouldn’t trade the sex for anything. She would never tell him so, but the way he’d stared at her as he made love to her and the way they’d connected was something she soon wouldn’t forget. Katie took a deep breath.
But now was not the time to think about those incredible moments. The man was a client, with a rather serious case.
Katie had no doubt someone had tried to kill him. That he thought the threats were coincidences almost made her laugh. Moving to the desk, she sat down to go through the files the dean’s office had gathered for her. Flipping open the file with the police reports from the accident, she read through them.
The professor hadn’t mentioned that the last accident had landed him in the hospital for two days. He’d sustained a concussion and minor lacerations to the face. But the doctors had been concerned about the head injury. He’d lost consciousness for more than thirty minutes and suffered a pretty good blow to the head.
She’d noticed a couple of small scars on his forehead and cheek. He’d healed quickly. Katie tasted blood in her mouth and realized she’d bitten down on her lip too hard.
You’re making it personal. That’s never a good thing. If you want to help this guy you have to separate the man from the amazing sex. Otherwise you’re going to miss something and you’re going to get him killed.
Katie cleared her throat and closed her eyes for a moment. If she wanted to help Mac, she had to stay objective. She couldn’t do that if she was lusting after him all the time.
Tapping her right index finger, she again focused on the files from the dean. There was something there, something she wasn’t seeing. She yawned and glanced at the clock. Only four hours until she had to meet the professor at the lab to escort him home. She’d given him explicit instructions to stay at work until she arrived. He’d laughed at her and wondered aloud how a tiny thing like her could protect him if there really was evil out to get him.
She’d smiled patiently and opened the laptop again. Typing in a URL, she’d brought up a site with training videos for the academy to show him how lethal she could be. There were several of them, and she’d pulled up one of the advanced classes where she’d had to defend herself against four opponents. In a matter of seconds she had all four men, at least a foot taller than she was, on the mat.
“How is that possible?” the professor had whispered.
“Training,” she’d said confidently. “You don’t work in my field without knowing how to take care of business. So when I tell you to stay put, I mean it. Understand?”
He’d nodded, and then grinned.
“What?” she’d asked him.
“I didn’t think it was possible, but seeing that made you even sexier. That’s seriously hot what you just did. You’re like a ninja woman.”
She’d grunted and shut the laptop. The man was hopeless. Promising she’d be back at six to take him home, she’d left him in his office.
She had only four hours left. Four hours before facing the man who stoked her desire with a mere smile. Why did it have to be him? Any other man in the world, but no, it was Mac. And damned if she didn’t feel for him more than she had any guy she’d ever met.
Four hours, and then she’d be on duty again until she hauled him back to the lab the next morning. She still felt jet-lagged. Her mind would be clearer if she rested for a short while. She had a glass of water and stuck the Do Not Disturb sign on the outer handle of the door. Two hours of sleep and she could go another twenty-four with no problem. She’d learned that at her former job, too—a police detective was always on call.
After stripping, she snuggled down under the sheets and did her best to clear her mind. It wasn’t easy when she remembered the last time she’d been in this bed it had been with Mac. The way he made her feel sent shivers down her spine.
The way he’d made her come so many times she lost count.
She pounded the mattress below her. “Damn you, Mac. Why did you have to complicate everything?”
MAC HAD A PROBLEM no equation would ever solve. He had it bad