Alyssa hurried into the hallway. She was late, and Argaelus would not be happy. It was near midnight, and they were planning a nasty surprise for one of their frenemies.
Not surprisingly, it was Abigail’s idea and deliciously wicked. She locked the door and sensed a presence to her right. Without even thinking about it, she drew her knife and attacked.
She took the large man by surprise, and they tumbled to the floor with her on top. Alyssa pressed the knife against his throat as his scent and the familiar feel of his body registered. She found herself looking into his startled eyes as he tensed to defend himself against her.
She did not expect the instant electricity between them, nor that she would lean down and kiss him. Confused, he stiffened and then grew still. She definitely did
