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He closes the door behind him and we fallback on the bed with a collective sigh.

“God, Ray. He smells good.”

“Tell me about it.”

I don’t know about Chrissy, but I need sometime to recuperate from all that sexiness. She mumbles “Goddamn”and I get confirmation that I’m not the only one. We stare up atthe ceiling, caught up in the sexual whirlwind that is Gage.

***Gage***

“What’s the plan?” Razor asks as we parkoutside the warehouse where Cassidy has her office.

“No plan. Just gonna talk to her. She’s alittle psycho but I don’t think it was her.” The whole point was toget me to fuck her so I doubt she sent them to kill me. “They wereprobably just retaliating for the two we killed.”

Her assistant gives me a come-fuck-me smileas we approach. I remove my riding gloves and stick them in mypocket. She bats her lids and smiles brightly before biting intoher bottom lip.

“Mr. Hunter! Haven’t seen you in awhile.”

“Miss Martin in?”

She fumbles at my apparent lack of interestand picks up her phone. After talking to her boss, she motions tothe door.

“Wait here,” I tell Razor.

I close the door behind me and take a long,hard look at a very nervous Cassidy Martin.

“Gage…I swear, I haven’t said –”

I raise my hand to stop her then take a seat.“The guys you hired…where’d you find ’em?”

“A friend gave me a phone number. Icalled.”

“What friend?”

“I can’t –”

“What. Friend?”

She swallows hard and takes a shaky breath.“Please…I don’t want to get her mixed up in this.”

“You still have the number?”

She looks down at her desk, avoiding mystare. That’s a very obvious tell. I know her next words will be alie.

“No. I…I threw it away.”

I can see she’s not going to give up the infowillingly. Maybe I’m approaching this the wrong way. I don’t thinkintimidation is going to work with her, but I know what will.Luckily, I’m me. “You’re not lying to me are you, Cassidy?”

Her gaze remains fixed on the desk. “No, ofcourse not.”

“Stand up.”

Finally, she looks at me, excitement creepinginto her eyes. “Wh..what?”

“Don’t make me say it again.”

She rises slowly, her eyes locked with mine.Her chest is heaving, and I see the uncertainty in her gaze. She’sscared but turned on, too. One thing I do remember about her isthat she likes it rough and kinky. I make my way over to her,taking my time. She watches me, her chest rising and falling morerapidly with each step I take. I move her chair and stand behindher, close but not touching.

“I think you’re lying to me, Cassidy. Ithink...you’re being a bad girl.” Her body trembles before me andshe lets out a moan. “Do you know what happens to bad girls?”