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had ever heard.
    Until she heard the man behind him speak. He’d shoved Ren out of the way to introduce himself, causing Ren to stumble several steps to the left.
    She tore her gaze from Ren to look at the man pushing his way into the room.
    Holy. Mother. Of. Pearls.
    She felt the blood drain from her face. She was suddenly light-headed and her knees almost buckled, forcing her to take a step back, steadying herself against the table. She knew her mouth hung open, but couldn’t force it closed.
    It was him …her dream lover. Or his doppelganger. Desire pooled in her belly, flowing through her veins, engorging her in all the right places. Her panties became most uncomfortable in their dampened state.
    “And I’m Devon Fallinsworth. But you can call me Dev.” His nostrils flared slightly as he watched her intensely.
    She continued to stare at him…unable to believe her eyes, unable to move, unable to catch her breath. He was absolutely everything she had dreamed, and more. Much, much, much more.
    Tall.
    Dark.
    Handsome.
    No…handsome was too bland of an adjective. He was devastatingly sensuous. Mind-blowingly sexy. His black suit, which looked custom made, draped his perfectly formed, muscular body like a glove. A crisp white dress shirt was unbuttoned just enough that she could see a dark thatch of hair adorning his perfectly tanned chest. Yowza. He was edible.
    His dark eyes held her gaze and the room narrowed until it was just the two of them.
    He moved toward her until he was standing so close she could feel his body heat radiating into her skin. His masculine scent enveloped her and caressed her like a lover. He smelled like spices, mint, and sex god. She never wanted to look away. She could literally drown in his black, liquid eyes and it would be a happy, welcome death.
    “Pleased to meet you, Kate.” His voice wrapped around her like a soft, silky blanket. She wanted to cuddle under it next to his warm naked body. She hadn’t realized he held her hand until she felt him rubbing small circles on the webbing of her thumb. He held on longer than she thought appropriate, but shorter than she wanted. His penetrating eyes never broke with hers.
    “Uh…yes.” she breathed.
    She was in a desire-induced fog. Had she spoken? She couldn’t remember.
    Detective Thatcher interrupted. “Why don’t we all have a seat and you can tell these…special investigators what you know about Sarah Hill. What you told me.”
    Pulling her gaze away from the sexy beast in front her, Kate retook her seat. Detective Thatcher and Ren sat across from her at the table, but Dev took the seat beside her. She couldn’t help her surreptitious glance to see if he was wearing a wedding ring and was happier than she should have been to see none. It took everything in her not to reach out and touch him again. Or scoot her chair closer. Was she dreaming?
    She pinched the back of her hand. Ouch. Very much awake.
    “Kate, please tell us what you can.” Dev’s voice was encouraging, but his eyes were smoldering, like he was hungry. For her.
    What the hell? Get a grip, Kate! Getting her brain to formulate a coherent thought was challenging.
    After several moments, Kate pulled it together and spent the next fifteen minutes relaying everything to Dev and Ren. They listened with rapt attention, asking questions, taking notes. She took care to look at Dev as little as possible, as every time she did, she seemed to stumble over her words and all thought escaped her.
    They genuinely seemed to believe her, which was a relief. Maybe she could help Sarah Hill after all.
    ___________

    Dev

    As Dev listened to Kate retell her dream, he had a hard time concentrating on her words. He was in awe of her. Her scent was driving him out of his damned mind. The soft thud of her pulse beneath her fair, porcelain skin was mouthwateringly enticing. He had to fight with his entire being to keep his fangs from descending. And the fact that she wasn’t looking at him