Hot Alphas

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determined to piss off the director isn’t my preferred hobby.”
    Wow, he really had a great opinion of her, didn’t he? Did he believe she’d choose him as a lover simply to piss off J.D.? Hell, she’d known when she realized how much she wanted him just how pleased her stepfather and her stepbrother would be.
    â€œI’m more intent on doing whatever it takes to have a life of my own, a relationship he doesn’t dictate,” she argued, wondering why she was trying. Like J.D., he’d make up his mind and that would be it. “That’s all I ever asked for, Turk.”
    â€œAnd what do you call your position within the CIN?” he asked, standing by the bed as he watched her, obviously more than comfortable with his nakedness.
    â€œAs an observer?” Her laughter was mocking. “A carefully designed maneuver by J.D. to ensure he can keep tabs on me while pretending to give me a life. Do you think that’s all I deserve, Turk? That it’s all I want in…”
    â€œFuck!” The sudden hiss of fury had cut her off in midsentence as Turk turned quickly to a monitor sitting on the dresser across from the bed.
    A flip of the switch and the camera views were up. What she saw on them had her rushing to dress.
    Jeans and a T-shirt, socks and boots. She dressed as quickly as possible. From an inner pocket of her suitcase she pulled her weapon free and shoved it in the small of her back as the four figures at the apartment door worked at the security.
    â€œNo time,” he snarled as he armed himself as well. “We can’t risk gunfire in the hall. There are kids in the other apartments.”
    She was pulling extra clips from her suitcase and shoving them in her jean pockets as he quickly slid the bedroom window open.
    â€œClear,” he stated, quickly moving through the gap and turning for her.
    Erin didn’t wait for an invitation. Sliding through the opening she drew in a deep breath as they teetered precariously on the narrow ledge three stories up.
    â€œWhat the hell is going on?” she whispered. “No one should have known where I was.”
    â€œProcess of elimination,” he muttered. “I’m the only security personnel not showing up at the bar. We anticipated this, just not this quickly.” Reaching behind her he slid the window closed, latching it, surprisingly, from the outside.
    â€œOh, someone managed to surprise you?” The heavy mockery in her voice surprised even her as they began making their way along the brick ledge.
    Dammit, she hadn’t even been given a chance to revel in the incredible pleasure she’d found in his arms. First she’d had to deal with him and his sudden too-serious turn where making love to her was concerned. Now she had to deal with this. It was a little much.
    â€œThey’ll be watching your vehicle,” she guessed as they began to edge their way around the corner of the building.
    â€œThat’s why Coop will have someone waiting for us,” he informed her. “I received the message as the alarm went off. They were cutting through my security too fast though.”
    â€œDo you think they’ll figure out the window opens? Does mine open like that?” she asked as she followed him, inch by inch, praying her feet didn’t slip.
    â€œI’ll know in time if they do,” he informed her. “My guess, they’ll come in, see no trace of you, and assume I have you hidden somewhere else.”
    â€œHow do we get out of here then?” she asked, her heart in her throat as she caught a glimpse of the parking lot, too far below.
    Okay, so a fall probably wouldn’t kill her, but a broken bone was still a broken bone. No doubt they’d both break something.
    â€œJust a little farther ahead,” he muttered. “The big tree that grows along the side of the apartment building is a perfect way down. I have a truck parked right beneath

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