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Shi.”
    “I’m not,” he murmured, but it came out more a hungry growl. “I’m glad you’re here.” White hot fire licked at his limbs, and Shi knew he had to act. He laced his fingers inside hers and started towards the door, knowing if he didn’t get her inside he’d forget how much he wanted to slowly make love to her, and fuck her right here in the garage. Which would be bad and wrong. He was driven by so damn much lust and need, he felt like he was about to combust. 
    Carmen tugged against him, digging in her heels. “No. Wait. Please. You don’t understand.”
    He turned to her, ready to throw her over his shoulder, but her earnest expression stilled him. 
    “I’m not sorry for following you,” she declared. “I had to see you. I need to talk to you.”
    “And I want to talk, baby, I do, but right now you should know that I’m fighting the urge to strip you naked and have my wicked way with you right here in the garage.”
    Her eyes went wide and a slow smile slid onto her lips. “Before I had to practically beg you to kiss me and now you want to strip me naked in the garage?”
    “Now I’m not on duty and if you keep looking that pleased with the idea, we really aren’t going to make it inside.”
    She wet her lips and his cock jerked against his zipper. “We should talk before we...we should talk. About what happens in a month, on my birthday. What if we aren’t-”
    “Talking is overrated.” Shi scooped her up into his arms, keeping her from asking questions neither of them really wanted to answer right now. 
    She yelped. “What are you doing?” 
    “What I’ve wanted to do for a long time, baby. I’m taking you to a bed, even if it’s not mine, where you really belong.”
    “You Tarzan and me Jane?” she joked, her mood instantly lifting, just as he’d hoped. She’d had enough to worry over this past year and a half. Tonight, he wanted her happy.  
    “I’ll gladly play Tarzan and Jane with you, baby,” he promised her. 
    She laughed as he shoved open the door, a soft sexy sound that radiated along every nerve ending he had. “Unlike the past where you played bodyguard and ‘Saint Shi’?”
    “Exactly.”
    “I can’t wait.” she teased. 
    A smile played on Shi’s lips at her reply, and he eagerly stepped inside the hallway, where they were greeted by an automatic light. How easily this woman lightened his dark mood. Shi couldn’t get them up the dozen steps fast enough. He stopped at the top and took in the large living area, counting windows, and noting the kitchen to the left. 
    “What is this place?” Carmen asked, about the time Shi spotted a bedroom to his right and headed that direction.  He could smell her, taste her on his lips, feel her close to him, and it was driving him crazy. 
    “Safe house,” he said, stepping over the threshold to the oversized bedroom suite, automatic lights spilling a warm amber glow over the room. Shi quickly noted the absence of windows or doors that had to be custom designed, vaguely taking in expensive furnishing and several leather chairs in a corner.  
    “Safe house?” she asked alarmed. “Why do you need a safe house?”
    She really had no idea how dangerous her father was and he hoped she wasn’t in for a rude awakening. No. He hoped he was wrong about Alexander but he knew he wasn’t. Shi took her down on top of a king sized mattress framed with massive Mahogany posts. “Nico thought me being here would keep us apart,” Shi explained, settling on top of her, the softness of her beneath him a little piece of heaven on earth.  
    “Nico was wrong,” she laughed, a soft delicate sound that pleased him. 
    He brushed hair from her eyes. “Nico isn’t often wrong. I suspect he knew you followed me and made sure no one else did. He knew we needed tonight.”
    Her smile slid away, her lashes lowering and lifting. “Don’t say that like there isn’t anything but tonight.”
    Shi brushed his lips over hers.