"You either let me check out the apartment, or you come sleep at my house. Your choice." Landon stared down the girl. And considering their ten year age difference, he needed to continue thinking of her as the girl. "I'm not taking risks with you. Brent would have my ass if something happened to you."
"Brent's not the boss of me." Taylor pushed back her hair as she shrugged, and Landon knew damn well she was trying to act disaffected. But she was spooked.
Hell, considering everything that had gone on in the last week, she'd be an idiot not to be spooked. First her car with Jenna driving. Now the disturbing notes. And then to come home to find the apartment unlocked. Maybe she'd left it that way ... but he wasn't going to let it slide without checking every inch.
He put a hand on her shoulder, and felt her stiffen beneath his palm. Immediately, he regretted the action. He'd felt the chemistry between them the first moment they'd met when she'd barreled into him on Sixth Street, almost knocking him over.
It was that chemistry that had almost kept him from taking this assignment.
And it was that chemistry that had convinced him to go for it.
Bottom line, he didn't trust anyone else to keep her safe. So he was on her. Twenty-four hours a day. Just not on her.
"Wait here," he said, then moved slowly through the place, his weapon at the ready just in case. He checked each room, each closet, each nook and cranny. Nothing.
"Taylor?"
"I'm here. I'm good. But can you--ah!"
He was back by her side in an instant. "What?"
He'd left her by the closed front door, and he arced the gun, covering the full interior. Nothing.
"Maybe you imagined it?"
But even as he asked it, a small tabby cat leaped from the top of the refrigerator, making Landon step forward to get out of its way--and Taylor to jump toward him, obviously not realizing the threat was only a cat.
She ended up in his arms, her soft body pressed against his. Her curves welcome after so long a dry spell. He told himself no. He told himself all the reasons it would be a bad idea. He told himself he was a fool and an idiot and that he'd regret it in the morning.
All of the words pounded through him. But so did the heat of her body. So did the rise and fall of her chest.
"Landon." His name on her lips sounded like sin.
That was it. That was all it took for him to push every scruple aside. To break every rule he'd set for himself. And with one violent action, he pulled her tight against him, bent his head, and captured her mouth with his.
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