Free Delilah Devlin - My Immortal Knight 04 by Relentless Page B

said.
    Max leveled a narrow glance at her.
    Pia shrugged. “I asked, but you never promised.”
    Joe’s shoulders bunched like he was ready to take a swing. “We’re still
on the fucking job.”
    Max shrugged. “So we were blending in.”
    “You went too far.”
    Knowing Joe was right didn’t ease the ache in Max’s groin. He turned to
Pia. Unfortunately, looking into her face didn’t help matters any either. Her
lips were still dewy and reddened from his kisses, and her nipples poked at the
fabric of her miniscule top. He forced his shoulders to relax. “I have to get
back to the station.”
    “Can I ride along?” she asked, leaning into him, her eyes wide and
pleading. Her nipples scraped his side, and it was all he could do keep from
sliding his palm over them again.
    “No!” He almost shouted the word. “It’s probably best this way. This
thing between us won’t work.”
    “Because I’m a vampire?” she asked, her eyes glistening.
    “That’s just the beginning of our problems.”
    Her expression fell, but she nodded. “I understand.” Turning to Joe,
she said, “I’ll just get a taxi.”
    “We can drop you off on our way.” Joe gave Max a searing glance and
then spun on his heels.
    Pia followed him out of the bar with Max trailing them at a distance.
Distance he needed to get himself back under control. Moonlight from a full
moon in a cloudless sky drew his gaze, but he shrugged aside its allure. He’d
had enough moonlit madness for one night.
    At their sedan, Joe tossed Max the keys. “You drive. I want your hands
occupied.”
    Max twisted his mouth into a hard smile. “What’s your problem? Gone all
righteous, have you?”
    Joe opened the back door for Pia while Max climbed inside.
    “Whoo!” she gasped as she settled on the seat. “The vinyl’s a little
cold.”
    Remembering she wore no underwear beneath her short skirt, Max closed
his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. Then he jammed the key into the
ignition and cranked the engine into life. Before Joe could close his door, Max
stomped on the gas and the car leaped forward.
    “The sooner we get there the better,” Joe mumbled, slamming the door
closed.
    Pia clutched the back of their bench seat and leaned forward. “Do we
have to go straight back?”
    “Yes!” Max and Joe shouted.
    “Just asking.”
    Max’s fingers gripped the steering wheel hard. “Where am I taking you?”
    “To The Compound. My rental’s there. I’m already packed.”
    Max grew still. “You’re leaving Vero Beach?”
    “The climate’s a little too sticky for me,” she said, her breath
licking at his neck.
    “Good.” Joe’s response was more of a grunt.
    Max told himself this way was best. Let her go. Save him the bother of
dusting her later. Because he knew if she stayed, he wouldn’t be able to keep
his hands off her. Eventually, she’d show her true colors, and he’d never allow
a vamp to take a drop of his blood.
    The radio squawked, and Phil Carstair’s voice broke over the channel
reserved for SU business. “I need back up. Wolves have been spotted at the Piki
Tiki. Anyone in the vicinity?”
    Max’s body grew rigid while adrenaline shot into his veins. Not fucking
again!
    Joe grabbed the handset. “Max and I are on our way. How many do you
ha—”
    “We got to drop off Pia first,” Max interrupted.
    “Hell no!” she said. “I’m weapons-trained. You might need me.”
    “Weapons-trained?” Max asked. The flame fanned beneath the fire of his
suspicions regarding her reasons for being here. Sweet Pia was
weapons-trained—and she just happened to be in that bar last night…
    “Pull the car over,” Joe said. “We’ll let her out at that gas station.”
He pointed ahead at a well-lit parking lot, and raised the handset to his mouth
again. “Wait for backup. I repeat, wait for backup.”
    “Roger that,” Phil said. “What’s your ETA?”
    “You’re not leaving me behind,” Pia said. “You need all the help