Page 109 of Sinner's Salvation

“Are you alone?”

There wasn’t much point in lying. “No.”

“Are you injured?”

“No.”

“Are you operating under duress, sir?”

“No.”

There was a whispered conversation, then the same man said, “Please stay where you are, sir. Our team will be setting up a secure perimeter.”

“Fine by me,” Evan said.

Three figures passed them in the shadows on the other side of the tunnel. They kept moving until they took up positions all around them.

“Please wait here, sir,” the soldier repeated, then he and the rest of his team retreated until they disappeared into the dark.

“What’s happening?” Anna asked him.

“I’m not sure, but they’re being awfully polite if they plan to incarcerate or shoot us.”

“So, I guess we wait.”

Evan looked at her, covered in blood. At least some of it was hers.

He held out his wrist. “Drink,” he said.

She shook her head.

“Anna, you’ve lost blood, and you need to be sharp. Drink.”

She sighed, but brought her hands up to cup his wrist. She licked his wrist, and it sent a shiver up his spine.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “You’re about to bite me and I’m hard as a rock.”

She put her lips on his skin and sucked.

“Anna,” he said, in a warning tone. All she had to do was touch him and he was on fire for her.

She chuckled and bit him. Again, just one tiny hole that restricted the flow of blood to a trickle.

She was so damned careful with him, and that care told him all he needed to know about who she was. This was not a woman who took anything for granted. She didn’t assume. She cared.

He had to force himself to keep watch on the men surrounding them. Force himself to keep his distance from the woman who was driving him wild with nothing more than the touch of her tongue.

All too quickly, she was licking the small wound on his wrist, then pulling away.

“Did you get enough?”

“Yes, thank you.” She sighed. “I really wish we were somewhere private with a bed.”

His cock, already hard, turned to stone. “Anna,” he growled.

She laughed, a light, happy sound that carried farther than he liked.

The sound of footsteps on the concrete floor of the tunnel had him examining the shadows.

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