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She pouted. “Don’t flatter yourself. I saw you at the bar and thought you looked like a good time.”

He shook his head. “Try a different story. I first noticed you outside my hotel three days ago.”

She looked at him blankly.

“Then at the bus stop yesterday. You were wearing a long tan coat and tall black boots.” He leaned against the other wall and wiped the blood from his lip.

“I think you have me confused with someone else.” She took a step closer and watched him lift the gun back up.

She sighed and leaned back against the door. “I guess I just like the look of you.”

He chuckled. “Was it Carlton? Who do you work for?”

She blinked a few times and sighed. “I don’t know who Carlton is.”

“Then who hired you?” He held the gun up and took a step closer to her.

“Your brother. Reece West. I was hired to find you and take you back to your brother.”

 

 

“Reece?” Ryan took a step back and shook his head in disbelief. He remembered the last time he had seen his twin brother. “Reece hired you?”

She nodded and held out her hand for the weapon. “Can I have my gun back?”

He shook his head again. “You’ve just blown three years of hard work in under five minutes.” He about everything that had just happened.

His brother was looking for him and because of this woman, his contacts wouldn’t trust him anymore. Not only that, they’d most likely be watching out for him and probably take out a hit on him. Damn, he’d have to report back to his chief. He might even have to find a place to lay low for a while, at least until they could finally find Dante, the man he’d spent the last three years looking for. He’d been so close. Tonight’s meeting was the last in a long line of meetings to get closer to him. He had been told he was going to be taken to the man. That was the only reason he’d walked out of the back of the club with the three men earlier. He felt his stomach roll. Damn. This wasn’t going to look good on his record.

He turned back to her. “You said my brother sent you?”

She nodded and crossed her arms over her chest. He’d only noticed that she’d been following him the first time because of her looks. She was tall with dark hair, killer blue eyes, and sexy red-hot lips. Even in the slutty outfit she wore tonight, he couldn’t help but admire how classy she looked. Upscale, he’d thought the first time he saw her. She hadn’t belonged in that scummy neighborhood in downtown Houston. Nor had she belonged in the loud club tonight. She belonged in a fine restaurant with a glass of champagne in her hands.

“Who are you?” He took a step towards her.

She sighed and glared at him. “I’ve already told you. Your brother—”

“Your name, princess,” he interrupted.

“I don’t see as that’s any of your—”

He waved the gun. “It is while I’m holding this.” He smiled.

“Nikki.”

“Nikki?” He waited.

She sighed again. “Nikki Dawson.”

“Why would my brother hire you?”

She looked down at the gun and closed her pretty red lips. “I won’t answer any more until I have my gun back.”

He chuckled. “Then we’re in for a very long and quiet night.” He took her hand and started walking into the dark room. “At least tell me if there’s a back door to this place.”

“Over there.” She pointed towards the side. “My car is just—”

“Good, give me the keys,” he interrupted again. They didn’t have time for stories, not now.

She yanked her arm away from him. “You may have my gun, but what makes you think I’ll give you the keys to my car?”

“Because, princess, you’ve just pissed off one of the biggest and baddest drug lords there is and if you think he’s going to let our little vanishing act get past him, you’re sorely mistaken.” He reached over and took her arm again.

“Drug lords?” A cute little line appeared between her eyebrows. “What were you doing with those kind of men?” She glanced over her shoulder and he watched her shiver.

“I was working,” he said, opening the heavy door a crack and glancing around. “Which car is yours?”

“The silver Honda,” she said pointing to the last of a long row of cars parked along the curb.

“Good. Now the keys?” He held out his hand and waited. She looked up at him for a moment, the pulled the keys out of her purse. “Good, now when I say so, we run to the car as fast as you can. Got it?”

She nodded and held her shoes and purse closer to her chest. He reached down and took her hand. When they were less than ten feet from her car, he felt the first bullet whiz by his left hear. He shoved her down as they ducked behind a car. “Damn.” He looked around for a better route. “We’re going to have to crawl.” He looked down at her short dress and frowned at the new scratches she had on those lovely knees.

“Lead the way.” She motioned for him to move. He had to admire her guts and the fact that she wasn’t complaining about crawling on the hard ground.

He took her hand and started ducking behind the cars. When they finally made it to the passenger side of her car, he opened it and jumped in, making sure she stayed low when she ducked in behind him.

He popped the keys in the ignition quickly and hit the gas. When he pulled out, he nicked the car parked in front of them and heard her cuss under her breath. He watched the men chase after them on foot and smiled as he hit the gas and left them in the dark street.

“Sorry, princess. I hope your insurance is paid up.” He took the corner quickly and headed towards the highway, glancing in the rearview mirror to make sure they weren’t being followed. “So, tell me where my brother is hanging his hat nowadays.”

She glared over at him and crossed her arms over her chest.

“I know you may not have thought of this, but now you have a very pissed off drug lord after you as well.”

She turned and looked at him. “Me? I didn’t do anything?”

“Oh?” he said, smiling. “Do you think they didn’t grab the plates off this car?” He laughed. “Actually, they probably own the club we were in tonight. If you’ve been in there before, or used your credit card to buy drinks, they’ll know who you are within the next few hours.”

He could tell she was thinking about it. “What do we do? Go to the police?”

He glanced in the rearview mirror again. “Where is my brother?”

She looked at him and frowned. “Fairplay.”

He glanced at her and thought. Fairplay. His cousins’ ranch. It could work. He had to make a few calls first, but so far he didn’t think that Dante’s men knew his real identity. The police chief was going to be pissed that he’d blown it, but at least they already had another man working on the inside who hadn’t had his cover blown by the tall, dark-haired woman with the long sexy legs who sat next to him.

He turned his eyes back to the road and mentally shut off his libido.

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Othe
r titles by Jill Sanders

 

The Pride Series

Finding Pride – Pride Series #1

Discovering Pride – Pride Series #2

Returning Pride – Pride Series #3

Lasting Pride – Pride Series #4

Serving Pride – Prequel to Pride Series #5

Red Hot Christmas – A Pride Christmas #6

My Sweet Valentine – Pride Series #7

 

The Secret Series

Secret Seduction – Secret Series #1

Secret Pleasure – Secret Series #2

Secret Guardian – Secret Series #3

Secret Passions – Secret Series #4

Secret Identity – Secret Series #5

Secret Sauce – Secret Series #6

 

The West Series

Loving Lauren – West Series #1

Taming Alex – West Series #2

Holding Haley – West Series #3

Missy's Moment - West Series #4

Breaking Travis - West Series #5

Roping Ryan – West Series #6

 

 

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

 

 

Follow Jill Sanders online at:

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www.jillsanders.com

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ISBN: 978-1502439352

Copyright © 2014 Jill Sanders

Copyeditor: Erica Ellis – inkdeepediting.com

 

 

No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. Purchase only authorized editions.

 

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About the Author

Jill Sanders is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Pride Series, the Secret Series, and the West Series romance novels. Having sold over 150,000 books within six months of her first release, she continues to lure new readers with her sweet and sexy stories. Her books are available in every English-speaking country and are now being translated into six different languages and recorded for audiobook.

 

Born an identical twin to a large family, she was raised in the Pacific Northwest, later relocating to Colorado for college and a successful IT career before discovering her talent as a writer. She now makes her home on the beautiful emerald coast in Florida where she enjoys the beach, hiking, swimming, wine tasting, and of course writing.

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