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“How could I resist? I was lost the second your beautiful amber eyes met mine.”

He smirked.

“Of course, feeling those luscious curves of yours pressed so closely against me might have had something to do with it, too.”

“Oof!” he grunted as I elbowed him, then laughed.

“When I found out you were a sexy little detective with a penchant for ties, well, I have to admit that only excited me more,” he chuckled, wagging his eyebrows.

I laughed and hugged him close.

“Everything about you excites me, Eilidh,” he said, more seriously this time.

Smiling wickedly, I licked his neck, running my hands over his pecs.

“Ready for more excitement, big guy?”

Depositing me on the bed, he laid down beside me and snuggled close, spooning me.

“While I would love to do many more exciting things with you, Eilidh, it will have to wait.”

I pouted over my shoulder at him, and he smirked.

“You’ve had more than enough excitement for now. You’re exhausted, sweetheart. Time to rest,” he whispered.

Mr Sexy Lips was right; I was exhausted. The events of the last few weeks were catching up on me.

There’ll be plenty of time to explore how much we can excite one another; I smiled at the thought as my eyes closed.

Snuggled against him, I sighed, glad to be safe again.

The last thing I felt was my sexy Russian kissing the back of my head before I sunk into oblivion, safe in Miki’s arms.

EPILOGUE

EPILOGUE

(London – December)

Miki

Marko handed me the box and I smiled my thanks and pocketed it, the churning in my stomach making it difficult to speak.

As I walked headed to our room to collect Eilidh, my mind went over the events of the last few months.

We returned from Glasgow the evening after I’d rescued Eilidh. Marko, Luca, and Jim had ensured our plan was a success.

Mathieson was grabbed easily, and Luca brought him down to London. When the Interpol officers had arrived, Gerry Thomson was the first to open fire and was killed. Jim wasn’t pleased, but at least the thorn in his side had been pulled out for good.

In the chaos, the other two cops from Eilidh’s team were also shot. None of them survived. However, their presence at the handover, and the evidence of rape found in the cameras in the office next door, were enough for them to be investigated further.

The news had been going mad over the story but so far we’d avoided the reporters and I aimed to keep it that way.

My sexy detective wasn’t one any longer. She had handed in her resignation, stating she was too jaded after everything that had happened, which was the truth.

I’d paid the hotel receptionist and hotel manager plenty of money to keep quiet so nobody else was aware of her kidnapping and we were keeping it that way.

Mathieson was taken to the C but was a pussy and didn’t last long under torture. His heart gave out too quickly. We got all our questions answered except one. He never told us if he had been working alone.

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