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twenty minutes.”
    Falynn suppressed a cold grin. Kiirs was smiling on her
tonight. If all went well, she and Forty-Two could be back on The Wisp within the hour.
    “He’s that nasty, is he?” She slid forward slightly,
pressing her thighs more firmly against the man’s knees. She took another sip
of rum, gazing at her newfound source of intel with feigned rapt attention over
the rim of her glass. Tell me more , her eyes said. You are so
fascinating and I want to sleep with you.
    The Doirnn shook his head, his hands finding their way to
her hips, then her ass a second later. “Not nasty. Just fast. And big. And
strong. No one fucks with Jareth.” He grinned, tugging her closer to his
crotch. “All his team is the same. Strong. And big. Real big.” He gave
her ass a squeeze. “Not all of us are opposed to being fucked with though…if
you get my meaning.”
    Falynn trailed her fingertips over the bunched curve of his
thigh, nibbling on her bottom lip with her teeth as she pushed her breasts
closer. “Oh, I want to know more. When do you finish?”
    The bouncer’s nostrils flared wider. “As soon as the boss
lets me.”
    Falynn pouted, sliding her hand from his leg even as she
thrust her breasts farther forward. “And when will that be?”
    “How ’bout I ask him?” He looked at something— someone —standing
behind her. “Can I finish early today, Boss?”
    “No, Diirch,” a very familiar voice rumbled. “You can’t.”
    Falynn’s throat slammed shut. Her eyes widened, every muscle
in her body locking tight. She stared at Diirch, telling herself she’d heard
wrong. It wasn’t him. It couldn’t be.
    Of course it is. How could you ever mistake his voice?
    Diirch pulled a face then turned back to Falynn,
straightening from his stool to give her ass one last fondle. “Maybe later.” He
shot his boss—Jareth?—a look almost bordering on reverence. “I’m on the door,
Boss.”
    With one last regretful inspection of Falynn’s body, the
Doirnn pushed his way into the crowd, heading in the direction of The Steam’s
entry.
    Falynn watched him go from the corner of her eye, unable to
move. She felt the bar’s head bouncer standing behind her. Close. She knew who
it was. She felt him. In her gut. In her sex.
    In her heart. The one she always swore she didn’t have.
    “I’m not surprised UZ sent you.”
    Unit Zero Agent Thanatos’ smooth voice slipped into her
ears, a smoky caress of her senses. Her nipples pinched hard, her breath caught
in her throat. She swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry, and gazed blankly at the
empty stool before her, the noise of The Steam fading…fading…until all she
could hear was the sound of Thanatos’ slow, even breaths and the deafening beat
of her heart.
    Kiirs. What the fuck did she do now?
    You turn around and look at him.
    Forcing a calm expression on her face, she pivoted on her
stool, fixing the man towering over her with an indifferent glare. He hadn’t
changed. He was still as menacing and gorgeous as the last time she’d seen him.
“Well, I am the best assassin the GU has.”
    A sardonic, barely perceptible grin played with the corners
of his mouth. A mouth she felt every night in her dreams and cursed every
morning she awoke. “ Second best.”
    With the force of an exploding quasar, every second of
worry, despair and misery she’d felt since Thanatos’ disappearance three years
ago smashed through her. She leapt to her feet, her concealed gutting blade in
her right hand before the soles of her boots hit the floor.
    Or at least, it should have been.
    Instead, in a blur, Thanatos gripped her wrist, pinning her
hand to her thigh. His silver stare locked onto her eyes, his hard, massive
frame pressed to her body. Immobilizing her. He shook his head, a slow,
condescending and altogether smug motion that never broke their eye contact.
“Now, now, Proserpina.” His voice caressed her senses. “I thought I taught you
to control your emotions.”
    Falynn