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for the kitchen. “Go shower and get some clean clothes on and I’ll make something to eat. You do have food in here, right? Or do I have to order takeout?”
    The unflattering comment stopped Camille halfway through the dining room. He might have a point about what she looked liked at the moment, but that didn’t make it okay for him to say so. She heard the refrigerator door open and still didn’t move. Then he poked his head out the kitchen doorway.
    “Found some out-of-date eggs, but I don’t think they’ll kill us.” His brow furrowed. “What are you waiting for? Go stand under some hot water and get some life back into you.”
    Jaw clenched again, she bit back a response and headed for the bedroom, Max following. Good. He would protect her from Drago.
    Just in case the man got any ideas…
    “I have an idea,” Drago says when they finish their drink. “Why don’t we go someplace where we can get to know one another better?”
    Less than an hour together, and she already feels like she knows him. Intelligent. Amusing. Masculine yet gracious. Camille grows warm as she realizes she wants to be alone with him to get to know him in other, more personal ways. “Sure.” Totally unlike her, but she can’t help herself.
    There is something mesmerizing about Drago Nance that she can’t resist. A pull. A longing. A certainty that their being together would be somehow right. Gut instinct. She feels like she’s known him forever. One of those things you read about but don’t believe will ever happen to you.
    Tension washes through her as they leave the bar and he leads her to his car, starts to open the passenger door for her, then stops. She glances up at him as he rests an arm against the hood. He simply stands there, staring into her eyes, his expression one of amazement. Her heart thuds in her chest, slow but insistent. Her breath stills in her throat. He’s going to kiss her.
    Instead, he brushes a strand of hair from her cheek. “Do you feel it?” he asks.
    She gasps. “Feel what?” But she knows what he means before he says it.
    “The connection. It’s beyond anything I could imagine.” He trails his fingers down her cheek. Along her jawline. “If you don’t feel it like I do, then we should go our separate ways. What happens next is up to you.”
    What happened next was something she hadn’t been looking for, something she hadn’t been prepared for, something she shouldn’t have let happen.
    What happened next was that she fell for a man she didn’t even know.
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    Drago didn’t claim to be a good cook, but he did well enough on his own. He wasn’t starving. And he wouldn’t let Camille starve herself, either. He knew she’d take offense at the crap comment he’d made, but he’d felt it necessary to get her to take action. A shower and full stomach would reenergize her.
    They needed to get started on this case full steam, both physically and mentally. They couldn’t do that without eating. Or sleeping. Camille would have to do both, and eventually she would realize it. Thankfully, it seemed this Angel didn’t do anything fast, including getting rid of his victims. Drago hoped that bought them some extra time. Camille only saw the goal, not what it would take to get there. He’d make sure she was refueled and ready to go, and when she showed signs of toppling, he would give her the added push she needed to get horizontal.
    That made him think of the many things they could do together in that position.
    Dammit, do not go there.
    Pulling a few things from her vegetable bin, he heard the shower come on. His imagination lit with the memory of the one they’d taken together. They’d soaped every inch of each other’s skin…
    He had to stop this. Thinking about what happened between them would drive him crazy. The past was four years past. Practically forever. The only reason they were together was professional. Still, he couldn’t help but think about what she would look like naked