Ghostwalker 06 - Predatory Game

you, talk to you.” She made a gesture encompassing the house. “This isn’t you, you’re no family man. You were born for wild excitement, not this cutesy little home scene. You’re wasted here.”

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    Saber’s arms circled his neck. She pressed against the back of his chair. Jess could feel the heat of her body, the warmth of her breath. She smelled fresh and clean in contrast to the heavy, cloying perfume Chaleen had poured over herself. A part of him wanted to send Saber far away, where Chaleen couldn’t sink her claws into her, and another part of him desperately wanted her there.
    Saber gave a husky, intimate laugh. “Don’t worry, umm, Carlene, is it? Jess is definitely not wasted here.
    And we provide each other with more than enough—how did you put it?—wild excitement.” She exchanged an intimate, bedroom smile with Jess, bending her head slightly to brush the side of his shadowed jaw with her soft, satin lips. “Let me just run and get the robe.”
    “It’s Chaleen.” The blonde glared furiously, tapping her high heel on the hardwood floor. Miffed that Saber sailed right out of the room without so much as acknowledging the correction, she paced back and forth.“I cannot believe that a man of your caliber, of your education, Jess, would team up with a little…”
    “Urchin,” Jess mocked.
    “Exactly!” Chaleen pounced on that. “We have a past, we know each other. We’ve shared danger, excitement.” She placed her hand on Jess’s thigh. “We’ve shared each other.”
    “That was a lifetime ago, Chaleen. Another world.”
    “A world you belong in. Losing your legs can’t change that.” Chaleen loomed over the wheelchair. “You need to come back, be part of it all again. Maybe you are already. I can’t imagine that you’d give up your work for that silly little kid. She has to be just out of high school. You need a woman, not a child.”
    She flashed a smile. “You are working for the navy, aren’t you, Jess?”
    Saber cinched the belt of the terry cloth robe tighter around her small waist, wishing for one moment the tie was around Chaleen’s scrawny neck.
    Jess leaned forward, circling Chaleen’s wrist with his hand. Saber’s heart dropped right down to her toes. What if she had guessed wrong? What if this vampish viper was the mystery woman from the other night? What if she was making a fool of herself, leaping to Jess’s defense when he really didn’t need or want it? She held her breath as Jess lifted Chaleen’s hand.
    Everything in her stilled. The world narrowed, tunneled. She was suddenly focused and in complete control. Because if he kissed Chaleen’s fingers, Saber knew with certainty that Chaleen Jarvos was a dead woman.
    Jess dropped her hand as if it were distasteful. “I’m exactly where I want to be, Chaleen.”
    Saber slumped against the wall with relief, closing her eyes briefly, distaste of her first, most primal reaction to an enemy beating at her. That wasn’t a normal reaction. Had she waited too long to leave?
    Had she already become the very thing she’d always feared she was? She pressed the heel of her hand to her forehead even as she strained to listen to the conversation.
    “This is my world. Sheridan, Wyoming. And Saber is everything I need. Go back to your boss and tell him I put in my time and I want to be left alone.”
    “But there’s so much more you can still do. All your people, they’re still loyal, they still trust you. Your name could open doors.”

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    “Who are you looking to contact?”
    “I need some answers, Jess. You know who I work for. Whatever you’re doing is pissing off some powerful people.” Chaleen pinned him with a cold gaze. “They know you’re involved in something big.
    No one is buying your legless charade. I’m trying to keep you out of trouble, and watching you pretend to be an idiot for your little teenybopper is making me want to throw up.”
    “Sorry, I don’t do that kind of work. And my injuries are fully documented. Whatever you’re looking for isn’t here.”
    “Damn it, Jess, you don’t want to mess around with me.” Shifting suddenly from purring, Chaleen sounded as hard as nails, bringing out a protective streak in Saber she didn’t even know she had.“I’m trying to save your hide here. You’ve got some investigation