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Pissing off the Voodoo Spirit of Death isn't in anyone's best interest, but that's exactly what Odette has done...
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"I’m not afraid of you,” he said.
She slinked toward him. “Maybe you should be. I am a child of death.”
He chuckled. “I grew up with death; it doesn’t scare me. Neither does your guardian Spirit. I don’t know what powers you have, but if you can send me to my grave with your magic, you’d have done it by now if you wanted to.”
She bit her bottom lip. With her poise and the general spooky aura surrounding her, most people backed down instantly when she pressed them. James was the first person not afraid to push back, and that made him all the more intriguing.
She moved closer, placing her hand on his shoulder. “Will you be watching my house tonight or are you assigning the job to another wolf?”
His brow furrowed. “I…How did you know?”
“I could feel your presence, and I saw you across the street. When I woke up around three a.m. someone else was there. I guess you’re taking turns?”
He inhaled deeply, holding her gaze, silently reminding her she couldn’t scare him away. “I’m not a stalker. With the demon on your property…we hunt in shifts all night anyway, and I was worried one might try again.”
“And the fact that it’s my house had nothing to do with it?” She inched a little closer until she could feel the heat radiating from his skin.
“This is a high-paying job. I’d be in trouble if something happened to you and you couldn’t pay.” His gaze flowed between her eyes and her lips.
“Is that the real reason?”
He rested a hand on her hip. “I think you know the real reason. I—”
Tugging him closer, she pressed her lips to his. He stiffened at first, but as she slid her arms around his shoulders, his body relaxed, conforming to hers as if he were made to fit in her embrace.
His lips were soft, his body firm, and as he wrapped his arms around her waist, a growl rumbled up from deep in his chest. She opened for him, brushing her tongue against his, reveling in the way their magic mixed and tingled across her skin.
With a deep, shuddering breath, she pulled away, cupping his face in her hands before stepping back and dropping her arms to her sides. “You’d better get going.”
"I think I’ll stay."
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