Page 78 of Destroyer
“That’s the look,” he said through clenched teeth.
She loved torturing him. Loved that his already dark eyes were filled with lust, that he was hard as fucking steel, his boner filling the already-tight space in his pants. But more than the effect she was having on him, she loved his willpower. Loved that he would wait until later, despite their desire now.
She pulled on a sports bra, then a shirt. On went socks and her combat boots. She might be hiding at Creepy Secret Zone, but she was ready to take out a predator in a moment’s notice.
When finished, she shouldered her computer bag, stepped close and peered into his eyes, dark as midnight. “I’m ready.”
“Jesus, I’ma lose my mind, woman.”
“I’m starting a countdown timer,” she said. “Midnight, you’re mine.”
“Why midnight?”
“That’s when the crazies come out to play.”
He leaned down, kissed her. “Are you one of them?”
Her lips curved. “I’m the worst kind.”
“You ready to hunt down the bad guys?”
As they walked side-by-side down the hall, she said, “You and me, we’re gonna have ourselves some fun.”
“I think you’re right, Sydney Austin. It takes evil to chase down evil.”
In that moment, she knew she’d met her match.
She just hoped he felt the same.
