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night stand.” She looked up at him with the combined expression of
naivety, lust and fear. “I mean, that’s what it would be, right? I don’t know
anything about you other than you travel a lot and sell... What do you sell?”
    “Software,”
he answered simply. Of course it was a lie, but she didn’t need to know that.
    She
gave him a nervous smile. “So you’re smart then, right? I like smart men.
Although, I’ll admit you don’t look like much of a computer geek.” She let out
a giggle and then stopped abruptly, her smile faded to a frown. “Oh geez, not
that I’m calling you a geek. I just—”
    Kade
brushed his finger over her lip, quieting her, growing desperate to strip the
anxious smile off her face and the clothes off her body. “Why don’t we pretend
that we knew each other many years ago?” He kept his voice even. “When we were
both innocent and life was easier.”
    A
time like that didn’t exist for him, but he was sure it must have for the
petite woman in his arms. Someone must have loved and protected her from the
evils of the world at some point in her life. How could they have not?
    Her
dark coppery eyebrows knitted together as she seemed to mull his idea over.
Suddenly, one of them arched up. “Did we used to play doctor?” she asked with a
cute grin.
    “Yes.”
At this point he’d say anything to keep her in his arms, to have her soft
breasts crushed against his chest. “And I always made you feel better when you
were sick...or happy when you were sad.” God, that was corny. But at least she
hadn’t backed off yet.
    “Oh.”
Her delicate fingers trembled as they fluttered along his neckline and then
settled on his shoulders.
    He
grew achingly hard in his jeans, wanting to relax her and give her the pleasure
he knew she hungered for. He fought back the questions racing through his mind.
    Was
this the woman Zack Moreno was looking for? And if so, what was her fate? He
couldn’t let himself care. That wasn’t part of the job. Caring. All he needed
to do was seize the target, deliver it to its destination, take the money, and
never look back.

    It
was cut-and-dried. Or at least it always had been before.
    She
rose onto the tips of her toes to press a kiss on his lingering lips. He
inhaled the innocent fruity scent and slid his tongue into her mouth searching
for more.
    A
soft purr rumbled from her throat, and her hand traveled down, down, down his
abdomen until her fingertips lightly brushed over his jean-covered erection.
    So
much for focusing on his job.
    He
shoved off her jean jacket, let it drop to the floor, and began unbuttoning her
pink sweater. She was braless underneath; he could tell from the dark aroused
nipples piercing against the thinly knitted material. Each button unfastened
with ease, and he made quick work of it before she came to her senses and
walked away.
    Before she realized what a selfish bastard
he was for taking advantage of her. Didn’t she sense it? The danger she was in?
    He
fought the struggle within himself. Tell her to run. Tell her to not use her
credit card the next time she forgets and mistakenly hands it to the clerk to
pay for her box of tampons.
    That’s
how he had found her. That’s why as soon as he pinpointed his exact target and seized
it, he was going to take the money and not give a fuck what happened next.
Business as usual.
    Damn
woman.
    He
picked her up in his arms and dropped her on the bed with more force than he
had intended. More than she had counted on from the startled look on her face.
    But
still she let him unzip her jean mini skirt and ease it down her legs. Tug her
black, dainty panties down her smooth thighs and drop them alongside the rest
of her scattered clothes.
    The
dim lamplight poured over her naked body, and he took in the beautiful sight of
her shaved pussy. Completely bald. Not a single hair to determine if she was a
real redhead. He smirked, not all that surprised. He’d thought as much when
she’d spread her