Page 66 of Death Game: Supernatural Battle

Fuck balls. Think of lunch. Think of lunch.

“Well, yes. Except I had his contact information already.”

He inhaled. “That’s what I wanted to ask you. Lot 91 was purchased fourteen years ago, so it may be irrelevant to the recent surge, but it’s all we currently have. Could you get in contact with Mr Dwelt and ask how the private deal was brokered?”

I pursed my lips. “I can do that, yes.”

His relief poured through me, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Is there a chance you may have connections to any of the other privately sold properties?”

Uh, just a few of them.

“What’s funny?” he asked, a smile in his voice.

“There are over nine thousand properties, Kyros. I have no idea. Ask Angelica to send a list of the addresses and names through. I’ll look.”

He spoke rapidly over his shoulder. “Done. One more thing. Barnaby Dwelt. I couldn’t find any information on him through our systems.”

Because he doesn’t exist.“The very rich have that privilege. Search my name. I’d gather it’s the same.”

I listened to him typing.

He swore. “When did you wear that?”

“What?” I glanced at the oldies, who were as still as wrinkled statues.

“White leotard. Looks like leather.” Kyros swore again.

I choked on a laugh. “The opening ofForbidden.I changed before the tower.” Neither of us could handle the heat that would have erupted if I’d shown up in that.

“Do you still have it?”

“You realise there are a bunch of people waiting for me right now?”

His lust didn’t dim. “I’ve had to watch you parade around looking like my sister all week, Basilia. Cut me some slack.”

“I knew Safina’s would be the best.”

“Gerome won’t stop sending me Jamie Lannister memes. I had to look up the reference. He’s a character who sleeps with his sister in some show.”

Laughter burst from my lips. “Originally a book series. And he would do that. I’m just surprised you know what memes are. I mean, you have a handle on GIFs, but this is getting ridiculous. Next thing I know, you’ll stop wearing suits.”

He laughed low. “I’m watchingTruth Rangeshere and there. They talk about memes and GIFs, so I looked them up a while back.”

I clapped a hand over my mouth. He’d kept that fucking quiet! “You’re kidding me. What episode are you up to?”

“Nine.”

“Trissa is hanging between two buildings by her cardigan and it’s starting to tear!”

“Episode nine. Seasontwo.”

Oh. My. God.“Doctor Khang is forced to complete emergency brain surgery in a basement with one hand tied behind his back.”

My mouth dried. If Kyros was here right now, I’d jump him. It was that simple.

Leather squeaked as he shifted. “I set up a romantic dinner equipped with fire and wine at the start of the week and it made you want to sprint in the other direction, but you’re turned on by me watching a show?”

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