Free Mine To Have (Mine - Romantic Suspense Book 5) by Cynthia Eden Page B

him. A dangerous move, especially when his nostrils flared and his eyes darkened even more.
    “Why did you start working undercover?”
    “Because I can pass for a killer far too easily.”
    She just stared at him.  Shame burned through her. When she’d first seen him, she hadn’t doubted for a minute that he was a killer. He’d looked so deadly and dangerous when he burst in that back room at The Blade.
    He shrugged, seeming a bit uncomfortable. “My skill set is limited, all right? Some men were born to be criminals.”
    “But you aren’t a criminal. You’re the good guy.” The guy who’d saved her life.
    He paced away from her, heading toward the lone window in that cabin. “Are you really so sure about that?”
    She was. “You saved me.” Twice.  Not that she was counting.
    “And there have been others that I didn’t save. Too many of them.” His shoulders were stiff as he stared out the window. Sunlight poured in on them, spilling through the window.  “A few months back, I ordered the complete destruction of a cabin just like this one.  One of my best friends was inside—she was there with her lover. The cabin was his.  By the time I was done, the place was burned to the ground.”
    A chill skated down her spine.  “You had a reason.” The words were pulled from her.
    Startled, he glanced over his shoulder at her.
    “You’re not some cold-hearted bastard,” Elizabeth said. Sure, there was a lot going on that she didn’t understand, but this part? She got it. “If you had been, you wouldn’t have saved me. You would have turned around and walked out of The Blade.”
    I want an hour with her.
    “Instead,” Elizabeth cleared her throat, “you spouted that bull about wanting an hour with me so that you could catch Taggert off-guard and get me out of there.”
    Slowly, he turned to fully face her.
    “So why don’t we play a game?” Elizabeth whispered. “You try telling me the truth…and I’ll try believing you.” What else did they have to do until Agent Monroe gave them the all-clear?
    His head cocked. “The truth?”
    “Why did you burn down that other cabin?”
    His lips thinned. “Because I was working an undercover mission, and I had to find a way to get Jasmine the hell away from that scene so she could disappear.”
    Her breath expelled in a relieved rush. “So you were being the good guy again.”
    “A good guy wouldn’t have torched the cabin.”
    “If you hadn’t…what would have happened to your friend…Jasmine?”  And had that just been a hot lick of jealousy that stung her? It sure felt like it.
    “My boss…” He shook his head. “The prick I was working undercover to bust wanted her dead.  I wasn’t going to let that happen. She and Vic are the only family I’ve got. No one hurts my family.”
    She was certainly getting the vibe that he was an any-means-necessary kind of guy.  Strong. Dangerous.
    So beyond my normal life.
    But then, this whole experience had been surreal to her.
    Elizabeth forced a smile to her lips. “See?” Her voice sounded a little too high even to her own ears. “I was right about you. You’re the good guy. The hero.”
    His gaze swept over her. That dark stare heated. Oh, crap. She was still just wearing his shirt.  She’d actually stripped off everything beneath the shirt, too.  And as he stared at her, as that dark gaze of his seemed to devour her, Elizabeth was suddenly far too aware of the fact that her breasts had tightened into taut peaks. Her nipples pushed against the fabric.
    He walked toward her. Moving with the same slow grace that a lion probably used right before he attacked his prey.
    Elizabeth wanted to retreat from him, but she didn’t.  She didn’t move at all.
    “You want to hear another truth?”
    Probably not but… “Yes.”
    “I wanted that hour with you. I still want it.”
    It seemed as if every bit of moisture dried up in her mouth right then.  His voice had done that thing where it