Page 25 of Unravelling The Hitman: A BWWM Romance

“A lot. Some good, others… not so much.” Her eyes shot to me and then returned to the ground.

My jaw worked.

Did I fall under the ‘not so good’ category?

“It’s okay.” Humphries grabbed her shoulders, gently rubbing his thumb against the blade. “But we’ll have to stay over tonight. Just the two of us. I’ve already got the hotel room.”

“One room?” I growled, glaring at his hands on her beautiful skin.

“It was all they had.”

“I’m sure you could find a better arrangement if you looked hard enough.”

“Not during the summer,” he shot back. “San Pedro’s loaded this time of year. I’m lucky we’re not spending the night on the beach.”

Something in his words, his demeanor, rang false.

I didn’t trust him. Or maybe there was more to it than that. A vision of Humphries and Angel sharing one room flashed in my mind.

Heat sliced through my chest.

Jealousy.

No, there was more.

Intuition.

Any man in Humphries’ position would want to take advantage. Self-control, honor, integrity—all three were necessary when faced with a beauty like Angel and yet they came in short supply because of her as well.

Something told me this man had even less of those traits than I.

Decision made, I swatted Humphries’ hand off Angel’s shoulders. He slid back with a hiss of his teeth and another dark stare at me.

Ignoring Angel’s shocked expression, I spoke. “There’s plenty of room at my place.”

“You want me to come to your house?” Eyebrows popping high, Angel crossed her arms in front of her chest as if to ward me off.

“Not you.” I turned slightly. “Him.”

“Me?” Humphries cheeks ballooned.

“Yes.”

Angel chuckled. When Humphries’ gaze slammed into her, she lifted a hand to hide it, but the joy still sparkled in her eyes.

My chest hollowed as if my ribs had been pried apart one-by-one, leaving nothing but dark air and a rapidly beating heart.

The things I would do to get her smiling like that again…

Humphries balked. “I’m not staying with some stranger I’ve never met.”

“Then should I?” Angel smirked and lifted her chin. “He’s not a stranger to me.”

The feelings that had crept over me in the office returned with a vengeance. Nothing made sense, but it was the most exquisite confusion.

“Fine.” Humphries stepped between us, breaking the connection.

I could have offed him right there.

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