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"Does your whole-body tingle all over when you touch your-"

His arm shot out and he grabbed ahold of my hand. He gave a vicious yank and I flew forward. I threw up my free hand and it landed against his chest before I crashed into him.

He wrapped his arms around my back and growled, "When you're ready, and we aren't in the middle of a midnight adventure, and you want to talk about my dick, then you just let me know and we can get down to business. But, girl, now is not the time for that and you have got to not tease me right now."

He gave me as squeeze before his lips crashed down on mine in an urgent kiss that was fast and rough and one I thoroughly participated in. He groaned and tore his mouth away from mine.

"Okay," he rumbled out. "That is not helping the situation at all."

I agreed with him and now my body tingled for reasons that had nothing to do with my magic but maybe his magical touch. Or, better yet, his magical tongue.

He grinned at me and it was a good look on him.

"I love it when you look like that," he said.

"Like what?" I asked.

"Your lips are parted; your eyes are shining bright and you've got a flush to your cheeks that's lovely. It's a great look for you."

I shook my head, not denying what he'd said, just not wanting to get into it with him at the moment.

"Should we be standing out here this close to the Motel?" I asked. "Anyone could drive by at any second and spot us. We don't want that." That last part was a guess because I still had no idea what the plan was and for all I knew he might want someone to come along and see us.

"Someone would see me," he said smugly. "But not you. You're right, though, we need to be on our way."

That didn't sound any better but I went along with it anyways.

I followed him to the car and got in. He, like Damien had, closed the door for me. I didn't roll my eyes at him because I had decided to find it sweet and endearing instead of insulting and annoying.

Tyson got in the riverside and, without putting his seatbelt back on, flew down the dirt road. I didn't pester him about this, he was a big boy and knew what he was doing. Besides, I didn't think he was going to crash his car with me in it, then the other guys would really kick his ass.

"So," I said conversationally, "can you tell me the plan now? I'm going to need to know what to do before we get there so I don't flub something up and put us both in danger."

He agreed, thankfully, and finally shared the plan with me.

Chapter Twenty

As the Motel came into view my heart started beating double time in my chest. The last time I came here I had been terrified of something horrible happening and, even though something awful hadn't happened when I was here, I still did not see this place as one I'd ever like to visit again and yet here we were.

The Motel loomed up ahead, dark and dreary. The only light around was the torches burning bright on the second railing and stuck into the ground in between the doors on the bottom floor. There were big, black SUV's parked out in front of the building, letting us know there certainly was someone home and I almost wished there wasn't.

Tyson parked his car right up front beside and SUV, not hiding that he was here at all.

Oh no, it wasn't him here doing the hiding but me.

I was regretting more and more each second that passed ever wanting to partner up with him and not just letting him go it alone.

Tyson turned off the car, left his keys in the ignition and cracked open the driver’s side door. He hadn't spoken to me since the building came into view because he couldn't know if we were being watched or not and didn't want people to see him talking to himself and get suspicious.

He slid out of the car and I climbed over the gear shift and slid into the driver’s seat. He held the door open for me as I slipped out of the car behind him. It wouldn't do for me to open up my own door and get out on the passenger side when I was supposedly invisible.

I stepped out of the way and Tyson shut the door as a curtain fluttered behind a window on the main floor. Someone was in that room and spying on us. Lovely.

If Ty saw the curtain move he completely ignored it. He bypassed the entire bottom floor and headed for the stairs. I followed on silent feet behind him. Silent feet because I had left my flip flops in the car. I should have never picked those stupid flip flops instead I should have picked up a pair of boots, put them on and laced them up.

Tyson walked up the stairs with purpose like he'd been here before and knew exactly where he was going. How many times had he been out here to see Annabell? My stomach rolled at the thought of him coming here to see her and not for the same reasons it might have just mere hours ago. Earlier, I might have been jealous when I thought he still had feelings for her, which is why I thought he was doing these things for her. Now I was feeling ill for a different reason. What if she'd already done something to him with her magic? She proved she wasn't above using magic to violate others before, Tyson included. What was to stop her from doing it again? Certainly not the Council, I didn't think they'd be into controlling her when they were trying to make a baby with her.

They might think differently if they knew she was taking an interest in Damien. Or, maybe they wouldn't care who she took an interest in just so long as it created a baby they could have in the end.