Free Infinity Unleashed by Sedona Venez

smiled widely. “He has a temper. He’s working on it.” She pointed at her. “And your temper’s not any better. You tried to kill him too. That’s sazón… passion. Either way, make this shit work because I can’t stand being around him lately. His violent outbursts are getting worse.”
    Kara’s emotions raced before she could push them away. She hated what he made her feel. He was her only weakness and he knew it. “He’s a vampire. That’s what he does… kill. He’ll never change. Not for me. Not for anyone.”
    Selena sighed tiredly. “I give up. You know the way.” She turned her back on Kara. “Make good decisions, Valkyrie.”
    Kara fluffed her hair anxiously before walking through the ultra-chic restaurant. She had to get her energy focused on her impending showdown with one of the most ruthless vampires in New York… Cortez Taron. This time she would make sure her faceoff with him would be different. She had a strategy, but she knew there was no getting side-tracked by his cat-and-mouse games. Absolutely no conversation about sex, and for fuck’s sake… she was going to avoid talking about their relationship or lack thereof.
    And every one of her strategies went flying out of her head when the vampire from hell, Cortez, strolled up to her, looking handsome and impeccably dressed in his trademark black custom-made suite.
    Standing like he was preparing to fight, he loomed over her.
    His eyes narrowed. His sensual lips pulled into a thin line. Her heart raced, remembering how hard those lips were when he licked her own. When he kissed her neck, God, she shuddered… His lips and tongue were wickedly lethal. She bit back the lusty sigh before it slipped out. 

    “Ah, Querida.” His sinfully delicious voice was like a caress against her breasts.
    She barely fought the delicious shiver that ran down her spine.
    She hated and loved the way he stubbornly refused to stop using the Spanish endearment, Querida—darling—instead of her name.
    His lips curled up into a smile as his eyes slid from her black stilettos to her long tanned legs, then her curves encased in her tight, caramel sheath dress.
    “You look beautiful, as usual.”
    Before she could protest, he pulled her close with one smooth move, sliding his hands up and down her body. Her sex clenched from the hottest frisk in damn history. Annoyed at herself, she smiled coldly before spinning away, stepping back quickly.
    “Behave, Cortez. I’m not carrying a weapon on my body.” Technically true. It wasn’t her fault his cockiness prevented him from checking for the gun she stashed in her designer clutch. “Trust me.”
    He laughed tauntingly before waving away his hovering enforcers. “Trust is something that must be earned, Querida, and you are far from earning mine.” He pulled her close, their lips almost brushing, millimeters apart.
    She gazed up at him, desperately trying to tamp down the image of his hands on her body before stepping back, resisting the urge to run her fingers through his dark hair. She turned away, looking pointedly at the decked-out table set for one with lit candles. It was too romantic for her taste.
    “Aw… the vampire did all this for me?”
    He scowled. “Everyone has to eat.”
    She cursed herself for noticing how ridiculously sexy his scowl was. “You’re a vampire. You don’t eat.”
    “I do eat and well.” His gaze lingered on her body, sending a jolt of lust whipping straight to her sex. She squeezed her legs together, smothering the delicious pulsing.
    His nose flared with a knowing smile. “It’s been a while, but believe me… my tongue game is still on point.”
    She swallowed hard. He was still the only man on earth who evoked both rage and lust at the same time. Pulling out her chair, he tilted his head. “Have a seat, Valkyrie.”
    Kara sat down smoothly, taking the napkin from the table, giving it the tiniest whip before laying it on her lap. Cortez caressed her back before walking