smile.
Goddess, she is beautiful!
And she was a far better telepath than he’d realized.
It’s the beauty and the bitch people see, not thebrains. I like to keep it that way. Besides, you’ve been shouting into my head for hours.
We haven’t been on the road for hours.
Seems like it.
He knew how good his shielding was. How had she gotten around it?
“Not on purpose,” she said. “How many Primes are there, do you think? If anyone’s done a census, it would be you Dark Angels.”
He concentrated on the opportunity she was offering him, to get his mind off wanting her. He was almost grateful, although he wondered what she was up to.
“Three hundred and twelve among the Clans and Families in the U.S. We don’t have an accurate count of young males currently in crèches. I don’t know how many Primes there are in the world,” he told Flare.
“You don’t know officially, you mean,” Flare said.
She caught on quickly. He nodded. “But if I asked Sasha Corbett, she’d know. She’s our data miner.”
“You’ve got one of the Corbett twins working for you?”
He was surprised at how impressed Flare sounded. “You’ve heard of them?”
“Hell, yes. If you want something found, hidden, or changed, Sasha and Ana Corbett are the people to go to.”
He wondered how a sheltered Clan female found out about the Corbetts’ very specialized skills. More importantly, what had she wanted found, hidden, or changed? Were there secret depths to Flare Reynard? He made a note to ask Sasha about it.
He wondered if maybe he should ask Flare.
She said, “You’re driving toward Malibu. If you’re heading where I think you are, it’s not much of a secret hideout.”
Chapter Seven
“Where I’m taking you is totally safe,” Tobias told the spoiled female. He resented her comment deeply. “I’m not going to risk your pretty hide.”
“I didn’t say it wasn’t safe. Security is your business. I said the location isn’t exactly secret.”
He turned the car into a long driveway that went downhill to a cliffside house overlooking a long stretch of beach.
“You can’t possibly know where we are,” he said as he stopped the SUV.
Flare sat very straight and tense. Her aggressive posture triggered a primal instinct in him. There were times when a Prime absolutely had to put a female on her back and make her accept his dominance. Flarewas close to driving him over that edge.
Tobias forced himself to look around, to assess their surroundings and precautions. The grounds were lit by strategically placed floodlights. Dark Angels stood guard in shadows to keep out immortal intruders. The house’s state-of-the-art security system would alert them to most mortal trouble, and he knew the owner’s gun cabinet was well stocked.
Flare leaned close to snarl, “What do you mean ‘You can’t possibly know where we are’? This is my sister-in-law’s grandfather’s house.”
The distinctive scent filling Tobias’s awareness wasn’t perfume, it was her. She was as receptive as he was aroused, even if she didn’t know it. It was too bad he’d managed to get himself under control.
“This is Ben Lancer’s house,” he said calmly. “He’s an old friend of mine.”
“And Ben is family.”
Tobias calculated the kin relations of the Reynard Clan. Flare had two brothers. One of them, Alexander, was bonded to a mortal woman named Domini, who was also related on her paternal side to the Corvus Clan. Domini’s mortal father’s father was—
“Ben Lancer,” he said again.
“Small world we live in,” she sneered.
“Getting smaller all the time,” he snapped at her.
The space between them was certainly small. Primitive lust still burned between them. He saw thatFlare was finally aware of it when she turned sharply away from him, her hand shaking when she reached for the door release.
The door was opened for her by an Angel and a hand was extended to help her out. Tobias barely stifled a jealous snarl