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dark curls brushed her cheek, and he dipped his head, drawing closer.
    The sound of his laughter did strange things inside her, and her knees trembled. She leaned back against her door. She really should unlock it, go inside, get on the phone, and yell at Julie. But, right this instant, all she could think about was the powerful man leaning over her, his masculine scent teasing her senses.
    Sense.
    Yep, she needed to find some because every bit of common sense had scattered about the time he’d leaned against the doorjamb. “Maybe it’s time someone reminded you of who you are.”
    He laughed again, the sound low in his throat. He brushed aside a stray hair teasing her cheek. She swallowed hard when he let his hand trail down her shoulder to her arm bracelet. His eyes sparked, and, for an instant, she thought she saw anger flicker in his aura, but it disappeared before she could be sure.
    “Tomorrow, then,” he said. He leaned forward, and she thought he would kiss her now. She longed for his lips to touch hers, but he merely whispered in her ear. “Nine in the morning. Be ready.”
    He turned and moved down the hall.
    Tamara was tempted to watch him until he reached the elevator, but that would be just wrong. What the hell? It’s a vacation . She peered down the hall one more time.
    Oooh, bad idea . His trousers clung to his butt, cupping each cheek as delicately as a woman’s hands.
    With heat burning in her cheeks, Tamara jerked back to her door, twisted the key, and charged inside, slamming the door between them.

Chapter Six
    Ramose used the stairs instead of the elevator. The heat from Tamara’s gaze still sizzled along his back. He shoved hard, and the stairwell door opened with a bang. He shouldn’t have teased her the way he did. Her scent drew him inward, begging him to take a taste, and he almost had. He shook his head as though clearing out cobwebs. Not going to happen. Kissing her was too dangerous. Besides, he didn’t even like human females. Hell, he didn’t like humans. And she was especially dangerous. Fire and ice were not meant to be bedmates. One always consumed the other, didn’t they?
    Besides, he didn’t have the time, nor the inclination, to seduce her. Not with Amunkha in town.
    What he needed to do was focus on finding out how she came by the Napsuha , take it back, and get her out of Egypt. Fast. He’d seen the look in his brother’s eyes and knew that meant trouble. While Ramose wasn’t drawn to humans, they were not necessarily safe with him. Once Amunkha turned his focus on a woman, human or otherwise, danger was sure to follow.
    Ramose opened the door into the foyer. A sudden twinge twisted in his senses. Amunkha. The son of a bitch hadn’t left. Ramose crossed the marble floor and moved straight to the bar. The sudden switch to dim light might have hindered a human. He, on the other hand, wasn’t human, so his pupil expanded, taking in the flickering candles and people milling about. He searched the room until his gaze lit on the strawberry blond man leaning on the bar, one leg propped on the footrest.
    Amunkha.
    An enigma among his people in both color and action.
    At one time, Amunkha had been dedicated to their race, helpful to a fault, and always a smile on his face. Now, evil filled his eyes, and the only smile he ever showed was of malice or maleficent intent.
    He strode across the bar, stopping in front of Amunkha. “I thought I told you to leave.”
    The pale face and dark eyes turned to glower at him. Ramose’s heart twisted with guilt. More than four thousand earth years ago, he’d asked the man to accompany him on this rescue mission, along with their sister, Kiya. He had no idea the trip would destroy Amunkha’s soul, blackening it so thoroughly even a human could identify his darkness.
    “Though I didn’t agree to leave.” Long, graceful fingers tipped the glass of brandy to his lips, and he swallowed. Fire burned in those dark eyes when he lowered the