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seconds, he too was crying out with a
guttural groan of release.
    For a few sweet moments he held her until her orgasm ebbed.
His lips brushed over hers so tenderly, she swore she could fall in love with
this man. As she began freefalling into that beautiful abyss again, he stopped kissing her, breaking the magnetic
connection. With a tender caress of his hand against her right cheek, he smiled
warmly.
    “It can never be,” he whispered.
    Before she could mount a protest to tell him anything was
possible, he withdrew from her. She almost collapsed as he moved away, his heavy
breath ricocheting through the air with hers.
    Disappointment that he wouldn’t take her to his bed rankled
her. He’d fucked her hard and fast and in those bursts of bliss, he’d given her
something she’d hungered for—caring.
    She wanted more.
    By the time Reena regained her strength, he’d donned his
jeans and opened the bedroom door.
    He left without looking back.
    * * * * *
    Three months later…
    Blade’s finger tightened on the rifle trigger when he caught
the petite red-haired woman in the scope. Red was flanked by two people. A man
and woman who were friends of Blade’s.
    Pull the fucking trigger. That’s why you’re here, dammit!
Kill her!
    Try as he might, though, he couldn’t bring himself to shoot
the redhead. It should have been easy. He’d killed people before. He’d obeyed
orders. Killed men and women who were trouble for the U.S. Government. But he’d
never killed a woman he’d had sex with before.
    Unfortunately, SKULL considered this woman a military object
of elimination. He didn’t agree. She was more of a…nuisance to the government. A
woman heading a resistance in order to get all rights back for women shouldn’t
be hunted down like a dog. It was wrong.
    Three months ago, she’d been the best fuck of his life. Now
he’d been ordered to kill her. He’d no idea the woman SKULL had rescued from a
pleasure house had actually been the leader of the U.S. Resistance Movement.
He’d had no clue he’d fucked someone so goddamned important.
    Dammit! Hell of a time to sprout a conscience.
    Maybe he could wait until she was alone? Kill her then?
    Blade frowned. The finger on the trigger eased as guilt
slammed into him.
    You’re stalling, Blade. Take her down in front of
witnesses. Follow your orders or there will be hell to pay.
    This was the perfect opportunity. The two witnesses would
report back to the Resistance that their leader was dead. The cause would
collapse. Or so the government hoped.
    Personally, he believed killing her would only make the
Resistance stronger. Besides, he hated doing this right in front of people he
knew. They were good people. Tyler Outlaw and his woman Laura had some rough
years apart, but now they were back together. He didn’t want to cause trouble
for them.
    They would just have to deal with this assassination. Just
as he would have to deal with it.
    Once again his finger tightened on the trigger, but he
quickly eased off as cold metal kissed his temple.
    “I don’t think you want to do that, do you, Blade.” He knew
that deadly calm voice. Cade Outlaw, the brother of his ex-SKULL partner,
Colter Outlaw.
    “This isn’t your concern, Outlaw,” Blade warned coolly.
    “You’re on Outlaw land. It is my business. Drop the gun.”
    The icy threat sent shivers up his back. Blade hesitated.
    “I know we’re friends, Will, and I hope you won’t hold it
against me if I blow a hole in your head, but I will unless you drop the
rifle.”
    And he probably would, too. Cade was just as much a killing
machine as Blade. If not more. Especially if those rumors about him being a
torturer during the Terrorist Wars were true. A man had to have a strong
stomach to do that sort of work.
    Blade sighed and dropped the gun. From the other side of the
bushes laughter erupted. The two women hugged. They were saying their goodbyes.
His gut twisted as the best opportunity for carrying out his job