Free The Lady in Pink - Deadly Ever After 2 by J. A. Kazimer

game for the first time since I’d arrived. “And for free.”
    “Blue,” she said. Her tongue darted out, licking her lips. “Some things you are better off never knowing. It’s for your own good. Trust me.”
    Trust her? Yeah, right. I held up my hand. “I was talking about James’s murder, Bo. Not my past.” As moments ticked by in silence, I had a sneaking suspicion I wasn’t here by accident. Bo Peep wanted something from me, something other than the cash in my pocket.
    What exactly, I wasn’t sure.
    I gazed deeply into her lying eyes. “You have no idea who killed James, do you?”
    She shrugged. “I know more than you think. Don’t make the mistake of assuming otherwise.”
    The mistake I’d made had nothing to do with thinking, but rather the woman standing so close to me, which was easy enough to fix. “You’re setting me up. Again.” I reached for her arm, my fingers digging into the muscle of her upper arm. “Why?”
    She shrieked as electricity shot through her. Not enough to do actual harm; just enough to warn her that I wasn’t messing around. Whatever she was cooking up wasn’t going to work. Instead of pushing me away, she stepped into my arms, her breasts pressing against my chest. The thin fabric of her silk robe was little protection for either of us. Sparks shot between us, heating the air and my body parts.
    She wrapped her arms around my neck, dragging my mouth to hers. I tried to resist, to pull back—at least that’s what I later told myself—but I was unable to stop the flare of heat crackling through me. It had been much too long. And she felt so wrong in my arms. The kind of wrong a man was unable to escape without serious damage.
    Our lips melded into a power-hungry kiss. Her tongue brushed mine as her hand slid down my backside. I reacted as expected, deepening what already felt like a consuming kiss. She tasted like sin with a hint of sheep. An oddly tempting sensation. I pressed my knee between her bare legs, feeling the heat of her through the fabric of my pants. She moaned low and deep in her throat, urging me on.
    Behind us the elevator dinged.
    The doors opened as I tore my mouth from hers.
    My gaze flew to the three shadowy figures across the room.
    Bo let out a calculated laugh. “I believe you know our guests.”
    I closed my eyes and swore. Would I ever fucking learn?

CHAPTER 15
    “I zzy, wait,” I yelled as my partner and her two fairy minions, Right and Left, disappeared behind the closing elevator doors. The look on her face when she saw Bo in my arms would be one I would remember for a lifetime.
    Izzy had looked completely ... unaffected. Not that I expected anything more. We were just partners, after all.
    She’d simply raised a flame-colored eyebrow, stepped back into the elevator, and vanished to the floors below. There was no surprise or shock on her face. Nothing but acceptance, as if she’d expected no more from the likes of Blue Reynolds.
    But I wasn’t that Blue Reynolds anymore.
    Or was I? I glanced down at Bo’s rounded breasts, barely covered by her robe. I’d known what would very likely happen if I came here. Well, I’d expected a little bloodshed too, but maybe she was saving it for later. I dropped my arms, stepping away from Bo as if she was diseased; given her obsession with her sheep, I suspected a case of fleas at the very least.
    “What’s the matter?” she asked, her eyes alight with mischief and more than a hint of malice. The same look I’d long associated with Bo. I should’ve known better. I cursed myself for a fool. “Tooth Fairy got your tongue along with your balls?” She held out her manicured nails, examining each bloodred tip. “I hear she keeps them in her purse.”
    I wasn’t about to fall for Bo’s baiting, not again. “Did you get what you wanted?” I asked, my voice filled with barely controlled rage. Flecks of static electricity crackled in the air. But I wouldn’t lose control. “What was the plan?