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I'm going back to my newest release SOLD today. Evie has just woken up in her flat to some unexpected visitors, and she has no idea what on earth is going on....
The female smiled at her, while her male counterpart looked Evie up and down and smirked. If she had the energy she’d have thumped him for that look. Then again, hitting a police officer was no doubt a throw-into-prison kind of offense, and she so didn’t need that.
“Miss Prewitt?” the female officer asked, and Evie somehow managed a smile.
“Evie, please, and why are you bashing my door in on a…damn, what day is it?”
The female officer sighed, and her partner positively glared at Evie.
“Miss Prewitt, have you taken something? You don’t look very well.”
That got through to Evie’s mush for brains, and she did her best to glare back at him. The fact that she was seeing two of him right now was so not helping.
“How dare you. I’m not…oh, shit.”
Her stomach chose that moment to rebel, and Evie just managed to dash to the loo before she threw up. By the time she’d stopped retching, washed her mouth out, brushed her teeth, and drank a gallon of tap water, the smell of coffee wafted around her flat.
Okay, this morning—at least she assumed it was morning—was getting weirder by the minute because when she gingerly made her way into the living/dining/kitchen area of her flat, it was to see the female cop hand her a steaming mug of coffee.
“Here, I thought you might need this. A bad night was it?”
Male cop snorted from behind Evie, and when she turned around, having taken a fortifying gulp of her coffee, it was to see him looking through her bookcase.
“Do you mind not going through my stuff? I’m pretty sure that’s only permissible if you have a warrant, and as I can’t think of one reason why you’re here, let alone why you’d have one of those, I—”
“Miss Prewitt, Evie, we just have a few questions for you, that’s all. Tom didn’t mean any harm, did you, Tom?”
Male cop, aka Tom, laughed and threw his hands up in the air.
“Just admiring the literature, that’s all.” He grinned when he said that, and Evie fought a blush. So what if she liked steamy romance stories? That wasn’t a crime, last time she checked, and she didn’t have to justify her reading choices to anyone, let alone a balding, middle-aged cop. Typical, really, cops bashed her door in for reasons unknown, and instead of two hunks, she got this little and large duo.
“Why don’t you sit down, Evie. My partner is right. You do look a little worse for wear.”
Evie harrumphed at that but did sink into her comfortable couch. It was then she noticed that she wasn’t wearing a scrap of underwear, and she hastily tucked her legs under and brought a cushion to her chest for good measure.
“I…well…that is, I don’t remember last night.” Evie frowned as she said that because it was true. The more she tried, the more of a gaping hole appeared in her memories. To say it was unsettling was the understatement of the year.
“You sure you didn’t take anything?” Tom sat down next to her, and Evie was pretty sure he tried to look down her cleavage while doing so. She grasped the cushion a bit tighter to herself and glared at him some more.
“Quite sure. I don’t do drugs. Besides, I can barely make the rent, let alone fritter my money away on that sort of thing.”
“Is that so?” female cop asked, and something about the tone of her voice sent alarm bells
ringing in Evie’s head.
“I only ask, because, according to your neighbors and your landlord, you seem to have come into some money, lately.”
Evie couldn’t help it; she laughed. That was really too ridiculous.
“Hardly,” she said.
The female cop gave a tight smile and consulted her little notebook.
“Then explain to us why you not only managed to pay off your rent arrears, but much to your landlord’s delight, you also paid the rent on this place upfront for the next year.”
Tom’s voice held a distinctive edge of command, as he said those words.
Evie’s head started to hurt even more, and a sliver of something crawled up and down her spine. Too fleeting to grasp hold of it, but it was there. She was missing something here, something important. Instead of voicing that feeling, she took another gulp of her coffee, and ignoring Tom, addressed female cop instead.
“I did? Well, that’s news to me. I know I worked some extra shifts to be able to meet my rent, but…” She stopped talking and bit her lip, as flashes of scantily clad women appeared in her head. Oh good god, what had she been doing?
“Yes, about that extra work. It wasn’t in the restaurant you work at, was it?” female cop said, all pretense of friendliness now gone.
“I, that is…I’m sure I have no idea what you are implying here. What is this all about anyway?”
“We’re coming to that, Miss Prewitt,” Tom said next to her. “Just answer the questions.”
Evie put her cup down and chewed on her bottom lip.
“No, I won’t. Not until you tell me what this is all about, and what gives you the right to look
into my financial affairs.”
“Show her the pictures, Tom.”
[Siren Sensations: Erotic Contemporary Consensual BDSM Paranormal Romance, vampires, M/F, HEA]
Evangeline Prewitt has had better days, weeks, and quite possibly months. A rent increase on top of a huge car repair forces her to seek out her boss for financial help. His solution… enter The Games. Evie has her doubts about being sold off to the highest bidder—who would want a plump waitress—however desperate times call for drastic measures. Besides, it’s only sex. What can possibly go wrong?
Atlan St. James seeks out The Games for a little distraction. This three-hundred-year-old vampire is drawn to the delicious human bundle of curves the minute he sees her. Evie will be his, for the night, at least. What neither of them counts on is the instant connection between them.
After all, sex is easy. Emotions are far more difficult to negotiate. As far as Atlan is concerned, the only solution is to let his precious angel go. Evie, however, will not be dictated to. The game is on.
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