47 • Threats & Deceits

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"It's fine. I'll just go back to bed."

"You want me to leave?"

"No." Adreana made a face, the tone of her raspy voice somewhat alarmed. "Not really. But if you have somewhere to be, then go."

Fighting off the almost painful boner she just gave me, I stood by the foot of the bed. The last thing I wanted to do was leave her in here, completely alone and overworked, while the murderous drug lord downstairs was seething with the urge to behead me. It was Leandro, and my loaded pistol couldn't wait to say hi to him face-to-face.

"We can, erm, talk again tomorrow," Adreana murmured with her back to me. She wouldn't look me in the eye. As if our steamy encounter just minutes ago gave her nothing but embarrassment. "Or whenever you're not too busy. Just phone me."

"Right." I stepped away from her, studying her mostly awkward movements as she tidied up the nightstand.

"I'll be here. Or working OT in the office."

"Want me to get you a new phone?"

"No. But thanks. Just co