Page 20 of Assassin's Mark
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The sexy rumble of his voice broke my threadbare restraint. I bolted.
Levi didn’t follow me.
I ignored the disappointment swirling in my gut, right where he’d touched me, and instead watched him cross to the computer desk. It took two tries to get my question out. “What are you doing?”
He jerked the mouse. The screen came alive.I’d never seen the program he opened, couldn’t follow what he proceeded to do. I needed to know, though. My life could depend on it.
“Levi?”
He growled at the interruption. Head tilted barely to the side, he directed his words at the desktop. “What?”
“What are you doing?”
A sarcastic grin played around his mouth. “I’m upping the pressure, little bird. Time to watch Daddy lose his cool foronce.”
