the allure was all the more intriguing because she was so tired of being the one in charge. Her family depended on her. Her corporations and charities depended on her. For once it would be terrific to give up her responsibilities and just go with the flow. Her mind might be denouncing the idea of ever yielding to him, but her body was reacting favorably. Despite the connection that had grown between them, no way was she putting her hormones in charge.
Turning, searching for him, she sensed his nearness by the strange link they shared. He was close, inside the house. Recalling his special abilities and his speed of movement increased the beat of her heart until blood hammered in her ears. She might have the gun, but he stalked her like prey.
His arms suddenly enfolded her and slammed her back against his hard chest.
“No!”
“Yes.” He whispered the word into her ear like a dangerous caress.
He trapped her between his arms and his chest and, reaching forward, seized her gun with his powerful hands. She’d tried to kill him and logic told her that he would turn the weapon on her. Logic said she was going to die, and she distantly wished she’d spent a little more time on her own happiness. She should have gone skiing with Jaycee. She should have taken a trip to Hawaii. She should have…
Fallon clenched her hands tight. God! She wanted to live, but she would not beg. Closing her eyes, she held her breath and waited for the blast of a shot. And death.
And yet feminine instinct told her this man meant her no harm. Female instinct told her he admired her courage. And deep down she knew he wanted her too much to kill her.
“If you really feel safer with this gun in your hands,” his expression remained gentle, “you may have it back.”
After showing her that she couldn’t shoot him and that he could disarm her at will, she understood that handing her back the gun was a mere gesture. The gun was useless against him. With her back pressed against his chest, his breath fanning her ear, it took her a moment to focus on the important part of his statement.
“Why the hell do you care if I feel safe?” She tilted back her head and caught his charged gaze, one electric enough to light up her every nerve.
He frowned at her, but even his frown was sexy and superior. “Your fear is complicating my mission.”
“Which is what exactly?”
K ANE RELEASED HER , letting her keep the gun. “I’m not yet at liberty to reveal that data. However, if you’d allow me to watch television for ten uninterrupted minutes, I could…” He couldn’t say more. His orders were to reveal his mission to no one.
And he couldn’t blame her for the suspicion in her eyes. But she wasn’t supposed to have been in her office and now he was stuck with her—although he didn’t know if stuck was the right way to describe having to remain close to a beautiful, intelligent woman. After overhearing her conversation, he’d felt so attuned to her. And then he’d gone and frightened her to the point that she’d tried to kill him.
From the moment he’d arrived in her office, she’d seemed wary, but in spite of the incomprehensible things happening to her, she’d remained calm and together. However, she hadn’t been totally able to hide her attraction to him. Oh, she’d fooled him, procuring her backup weapon, but he couldn’t miss the relief in her sagging shoulders after she’d fired the shot and missed.
So much like him, duty was calling her to do one thing, when desire demanded another. That this wealthy businesswoman would try to shoot him had taken him by complete surprise. His second mistake, no doubt due to how she kept distracting him.Her short dark hair framed her attractive face in pixielike curls that disguised her cunning. Her slenderness gave an appearance of fragility that had deceived and attracted him. And the feminine curve of her hips in the tight skirt diverted him from remembering Fallon Hanover ran a