by Nalini Singh
“I’ll be holding a crossbow next time.” It was a certainty, given Janvier’s penchant for pissing off high-level angels.
A slow, so slow smile. “You might be my perfect woman.”
“If I am, you’re in serious trouble.” She stepped back, and up into the train carriage, as the final warning tone sounded. “I don’t date vampires.”
“Who said anything about dating?” He gave her that wicked smile he seemed to save just for her. “I’m talking blood and sex and hunting.”
As the train pulled away, Ashwini knew she was in trouble. Because Janvier didn’t know her, he knew her. “Blood and sex and hunting.” It was one hell of a tempting proposition.
Fishing out her phone, she called the Guild Director. “Sara, I’ve changed my mind.”
“On?”
“The Cajun.”
“You sure?” Sara asked. “Last time you hunted him, you told me to keep you away from him or you’d end up in solitary confinement after throwing him into a lava pit.”
“Solitary confinement might be good for me.”
A pause. “Ash, you do realize you live in the Twilight Zone?”
The affection in the comment made her grin. “Normal is overrated. Just make sure I get any hunts where he’s involved.”
“You got it.” The Guild Director blew out a breath. “But I have to ask one thing.”
“Yeah?”
“Are you two flirting?”
Ashwini felt her lips curve. “If he’s not gator-bait by the next hunt . . . possibly.”
Nalini Singh is passionate about writing. Though she’s traveled as far afield as the deserts of China and the temples of Japan, it is the journey of the imagination that fascinates her most. She’s beyond delighted to be able to follow her dream as a writer.
Nalini lives and works in beautiful New Zealand. For contact details and to find out more about the Psy-Changeling and Guild Hunter series, please visit her website at www.nalinisingh.com.
