Sex, Lies and Valentines. Tawny Weber

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      From the shocked look in Gabriel’s eyes, he hadn’t heard.

      And just where did she fit into this little game, Danita wondered. As if reading her mind, Hunter slanted her a look.

      “The two of you are going to go to Black Oak under the guise of joining your brother’s wedding celebrations,” he informed them. “Arrangements have already been made for you to take part in a criminal gathering that’s taking place there. Your special skills will appeal to the other guests. You’re there to cause discomfort, to gather information and to observe. Not to take any action. After two weeks, your job is done.”

      “I don’t need Blondie for that.”

      “She’ll be there to keep you in line, to solidify your cover and to take over after you’ve gotten her in the door.”

      “What cover, and why would I need her?” His gaze was like liquid gold as it slid over her, making Danita feel both hot and just a tiny bit worried at the same time.

      “You’ll go in as a man who plays the game,” Hunter said in a contemplative tone, like a guy weaving a bedtime story. “Your reputation is already established, your talents well-known. So basically, you’re going in as yourself. Your goal is to meet a small group of businessmen whose focus is to consolidate power. These are smart men who will quickly see why including you has the potential for multiplying that power. The intel points to an as yet unknown leader who is calling all of the shots. Rumor is that leader is Tobias Black. You know him, his style and his methods well enough to be able to recognize whether that’s true or not.”

      “Screw that,” Gabriel growled, tossing the files on the desk. “I’m not going to send up my own father. No way in hell. I’ll go to jail myself first.”

      “Then why don’t you take this as a chance to prove his innocence? Before someone else sends him up.”

      Those words, and the friendly tone of advice that they’d been offered in, made Gabriel pause. He gave Hunter a searching look.

      So did Danita. She was baffled. Hunter was usually professional to the point of abruptness. But with this guy, this con artist, he was teetering right over the line into friendliness.

      “All you need to do is visit your hometown, be yourself, and listen for information. In and out, no fuss, no muss.”

      “And Blondie?”

      “The men are rumored to be bringing along lady friends for entertainment. Professionals. Danita, basically, is going in as your paid companion.”

      “My very own hooker,” Black said with a taunting smile.

      “What?” Forgetting professionalism, to hell with keeping her cool, Danita jumped to her feet. “No! Hunter this was just a fishing trip. You didn’t say anything about a long-term assignment.”

      Not that she’d have said no when he’d brought her on the case. Hunter had been her trainer. He was her boss. Her hero.

      And now her pimp?

      “This is a bad idea, Hunter. I’m not the right person for this job.” Not because she couldn’t handle it. Hell, it was right up her alley. But Gabriel Black? Him, she couldn’t handle.

      She grimaced at the realization.

      “I need someone I can trust,” Hunter said. “Someone who will use their brain and their instincts while following the rule book. You’re my best, Danita. I trust you to handle this job to my specifications.”

      She closed her eyes against that, wishing she could as easily close off the obligation. She didn’t know what Hunter was asking of her. Not completely. And she wouldn’t unless she accepted the assignment. But she did know, perfectly well, that he was running this case his way, outside the rules. And he was asking her to do the same.

      He trusted her.

      Which was something very, very few people in her life had ever done.

      “What’s the primary objective?” she asked quietly.

      “To keep Gabriel alive.”

      That made pretty boy jump. His eyes rounded and he tossed the file on the desk as he shook his head.

      “What?” he protested. “Hey now, nobody said anything about risks. I think I’ll take my chances with the solicitation entrapment, thank you.”

      Danita waited for Hunter to shut him down. But her boss only smiled.

      “Danita’s good. You’ll be safe.”

      “I realize you think you have me over a barrel here, but let’s keep it real for a second,” Black insisted. “After all, it’s apparently my life on the line. You have enough to force my hand. But if I play the game, I demand a partner who can handle the job and keep my ass safe.”

      He gave Danita a long, sexy look. The kind of look that made her breath catch in her throat, her nipples pucker and her mind see red. She hated that look. Hated even more that she was reacting to it. To him. A criminal.

      “No offense to the pretty doll here, but other than making one hell of a fake whore, I don’t see how she’d be of any help.”

      The ringing in Danita’s ears sounded like a freight train with bells. Her eyes narrowed, her fists clenched. Then she saw that hint of humor in his hypnotic gaze.

      He was enjoying this.

      The entire process. The arrest, the challenge, the idea of putting his life at risk. It was all a game to him.

      And she was playing right into his hands.

      All it took was one deep breath to clear the red haze from her eyes, gather her wits and reclaim her poise.

      After a quick glance at Hunter for permission, Danita tilted her head to one side and offered Black a chilly smile. “I’m a government agent, Mr. Black.”

      “So?”

      On his face was the same lack of respect Danita usually got from men. Pretty little girls were good for one thing, or for faking one thing. Even here, after four years as an FBI agent, she still saw that look daily.

      Frustration was now a bitter, biting ball of fury in her belly. But Danita didn’t let him see it. Instead she let her smile slip into condescending.

      “So, Mr. Black, not only am I perfectly capable of, how did you put it? Keeping your ass safe? But I’m also the best person for this job. Especially because of my talents as a fake whore, as you so charmingly put it.”

      Whether she wanted to keep his ass safe was another thing altogether. Danita had to give him credit. From the look on his face, Gabriel Black knew it, too. Maybe he was right to have doubts. She certainly did.

      As if sensing her doubts, Hunter handed СКАЧАТЬ