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Yes, she could see Ramsey believing that. “How is Marvin, by the way? Did Ramsey come close to killing Marvin?”

“Marvin wasn’t hurt, and the trial will be rescheduled. That’ll give the cops and the city time to process the courthouse and get it cleaned and patched up.”

All of that was needed, but… “It could also give Trevor time to figure out a way to silence Marvin. And me,” she tacked onto that, and she groaned. She wasn’t in any shape to testify, but she wished she could just get this over and done.

“Marvin is probably taking some precautions,” Jace said. “He got damn lucky. During the attack, he was in the men’s restroom with his lawyer, who was apparently trying to steady Marvin’s nerves. Ramsey did open the door of the restroom, several witnesses verified that, and when he didn’t see Marvin, he then headed to the second floor to the witness holding area.”

Where he would have found her had Jace not stopped him.

“Thank you,” she muttered. And she knew those two words could never convey just how grateful she was.

“Don’t thank me. Two women are dead,” he spelled out. “Other people are injured.”

“More than that would have been hurt or killed had you not put an end to that nightmare,” Kit pointed out just as quickly. “Ramsey was heading my way,” she added, her voice not as steady as she wanted.

He closed his eyes for a second, and like her, he seemed to be trying to tamp down the images of that happening. Since she thought they could both use it, she slipped her arms around Jace and pulled him to her. And because they could use more, she did something else.

She kissed him.

The heat came. Of course, it did, but this time there was so much. There was a gentle soothing that slid through her. After everything they’d been through, this felt like coming home.

Later, they would need to jump back into the investigation. They’d need to help Ruby dig for anything that could help them learn if the danger was over. Or if there was another threat out there. But now, this was what needed to happen.

Since Jace was already anchored against the vanity, Kit leaned against him, pressing her body to his. He increased the contact by hooking his arms around and drawing her closer and closer.

Now, the heat started to rise. Little by little. Still no urgency. Just a slow kiss in each other arms.

Jace slipped his hand between them. And into her robe. His fingers gliding over her still-damp skin. He touched her, touching her breasts. Her nipples. Then, he slid his hand to her butt, cupping her and aligning them so their centers met.

The kiss didn’t stay slow. The caresses didn’t stay soft. She’d known they wouldn’t, and just as she’d expected, the need began to escalate and spiraled the heat up so many notches.

He kissed her now with an urgency. A purpose. And that purpose was clearly to take them past foreplay and into full-blown sex. She was all for that.

Kit reached for his belt, undoing it and unzipping him while he shucked off his shirt. He tossed it to the bathroom floor, along with some towels he took off a rack on the vanity. In a blink, he’d made them a bed of sorts, and he kissed her all the way to the floor.

He eased her into a landing on her back and immediately opened her robe so he could land some of those fiery kisses on her body. Kit knew this would feel amazing, but she had a different kind of amazing in mind. She flipped him onto his back and started stripping off the rest of his clothes.

Kit kissed the naked parts of him. His chest. His stomach. And when she got off his jeans and boxers, she just kept going, taking him into her mouth. Jace made a sound, a groan mixed with pleasure. Since she liked that sound very much, Kit kept it up. Tasting him, arousing him. Driving him to the brink.

But Jace didn’t settle for the brink.

Cursing, he did another round of turning the tables by sliding her back up his body. She might have protested, but then he kissed her neck and slid his left hand between her legs and into all that wet heat.

No protest came.

But she nearly did.

Again, Jace pulled back from that brink. He also remembered something that wasn’t even on her mind. Safe sex. He reached over, opening the bottom cabinet, and locating a condom. He got it on and then let her have a go at him.

Kit was more than ready for it.

She straddled him, taking him inside her. She had to go still for a moment because of the intense pleasure, but lust was a greedy SOB who wanted this hard and fast. So, that’s what she doled out. Kit rode him, giving and taking the pleasure. Driving them both to the other place they wanted to go.

Gathering him into her arms, she made those final thrusts that gave them both exactly what they needed.

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Chapter Sixteen

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