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Here’s your next excerpt from one of the books in this fantastic boxed set of paranormal romances.

Today, we have an excerpt from ASSASSIN’S TOUCH by Laurie London.

 

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ASSASSIN’S TOUCH by Laurie London

As they rode along in silence, Neyla was grateful she’d ridden a lot as a girl. Using only her legs, she could easily maintain her seat and balance behind him without having to hold on to his waist—because, if she were honest with herself, the less physical contact she had with him, the better.

Rickert seemed strangely subdued. At least on the way to Rosamund’s, he’d told her to watch her step and guided her around various obstacles in her way. Now that they were riding, he was all but silent.

“Duag is a beautiful animal,” she said to break the quiet. “You keep him with Rosamund when you’re…on our side?”

“Yes, and I keep her and her daughters supplied with Vengold silk from my travels.”

Ah, so the fabric was a type of silk. “Do all the women here dress like that?”

He shrugged. “Some do. Others wear dresses. Fewer wear pants.”

“Why? Is it forbidden?” In a male-dominated society, it shouldn’t surprise her that women were forced to wear dresses or saris to cover their legs. If a woman exposed them, they probably assumed she was a whore.

He glanced over his shoulder at her and frowned. “We have no rules like that. I think they prefer to dress that way.”

“So if I walked through your streets wearing shorts and a tank top, I wouldn’t be jailed… or pulled into a dark corner and raped?”

Reining Duag to a halt, he turned in the saddle to stare at her. Up this close, she couldn’t help breathing in the herbal soap smell of his sun-warmed skin. “We have our customs, Agent Trihorn, just like you do over there, but violence against women is never acceptable. However, I suspect the punishment we mete out for such crimes is much more final.”

He wasn’t quite angry with her, she decided. It was more like…disappointment or hurt. She suddenly felt myopic and foolish, aware that she was judging his world—perhaps too harshly—through her own limited lens.

“I’m…sorry. That was unfair of me.”

A tiny muscle in his jaw flexed. “Clearly, you’ve got a biased view of me and my people.”

As she stared down at her hands, she knew he was right. She’d never bothered to learn anything about them other than what she’d gathered from scattered news reports and army briefings. Occasionally, the tabloids would have a story about someone crossing over, but there were some in her world who didn’t even believe the portals existed. She recalled a well-known evangelist who publicly stated he wanted to save the barbarians, so he prayed for a portal to be shown to him. As far as she knew, it had never happened, because he was soon preaching about how the portals and the Barrowlands weren’t real. They were merely the unholy inventions of a society in moral decline that was fixated on false prophets and the supernatural.

“Yes, I guess that’s true,” she admitted.

He was quiet for a moment, contemplating what she’d just said. “But I’m sure I’m just as guilty of judging you.” The way he said it made it sound so personal, as if the rift between their worlds boiled down to just the two of them.

It was easier to be angry with him for being part of the enemy as a whole. It was less easy to be upset with him, the man. After all, he had saved her from Smythe and had shown remarkable concern for her welfare. He’d even given her the package from Rosamund, explaining that it was a poultice of herbs to help with the bruising.

The saddle leather squeaked as he shifted slightly, and she assumed he was about to turn around. Instead, he reached back and carefully moved a strand of hair from her face without touching her skin. Only when his gaze dropped to her mouth did she realize she’d licked her lips, drawing his attention.

“My little soldier, what am I to do with you?”

The air around them seemed to crackle. She was suddenly hot under the thin tunic. Could she be reading him right? Was he going to kiss her? Should she lean forward a couple of inches and kiss him first? She wondered what he’d taste like, how his skin would smell if she were that close. Would his short stubble prickle against her lips?

Duag stomped an impatient foot and snorted, effectively breaking the spell.

The corner of Rickert’s mouth twisted. “I suppose if it were me walking down your streets wearing my leather kilt, I’d draw a few stares too.”

She laughed at the visual, relieved on some level that whatever had just happened between them was over.

“Yeah, from every woman with a set of eyeballs.” She remembered his bare, muscular chest. His powerful shoulders and arms. Women would line the streets in New Seattle just to admire his physique. After all, who could resist a man like him, wearing nothing but a leather kilt?

 

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DARK AND DANGEROUS is available in e-book from:
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About Felicity Heaton

I'm a NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books as Felicity Heaton and F E Heaton. In my books I create detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! If you're a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara Adrian, Larissa Ione, Kresley Cole, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you will love my books too.

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