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"Cassie?" Drew asked tentatively, as though unsure whether or not she would kill him for not calling her Detective. "Will you let me help you find him?"
She smiled. "Are you a vampire hunter?" she asked jokingly, realizing how absurd it all sounded.
Drew grinned back. "I can be. I just need a trusty sidekick who's on the right side of the law to keep me in check." He raised an eyebrow and winked. "Looking for a new job?"
Cassie laughed. "Sorry to disappoint, but I am no one's sidekick."
"Oh really?" Drew leaned on the back of the sofa, turned to her, his thigh pressed up against hers. She felt her body respond to his touch, even when her mind was yelling at her to stay on track, and get back to work. "You like calling all the shots, don't you?"
Cassie shrugged. "I usually like to be in charge," she admitted. "There's nothing wrong with that," Drew replied. Cassie felt the heat of Drew's body emanating in the air between them. She breathed in his scent, and felt her entire demeanor improve, sighing deeply. His eyes were intent on hers, making her feel naked beneath his gaze. She found herself reaching out to touch the side of his cheek, her fingertips brushing against the slight stubble on his jaw. The contact stirred up something deep within Cassie that she'd been denying for too long.
"It's nice to be out of control sometimes," Drew whispered as her fingers swept over the soft skin of his neck. He reached up and traced the curve of her face, the outline of her lips, making Cassie sigh against his fingertips. Suddenly his mouth was on hers, gentle and warm, and Cassie's thoughts fogged over, her pulse racing wildly.
She met his kisses eagerly, exploring his mouth with her tongue, letting him do the same. Drew lowered her onto the couch, the feel of a man's body on top of hers awakening parts of Cassie that she'd thought she'd lost. Her thighs parted for him, and he eased against her, unable to disguise the extremely hard bulge at the front of his jeans. Cassie didn't know what had gotten into her, but her body seemed to need something in her, too.
Drew breathed against her neck and ear, making her squirm with the sensitivity of it. His large, rough hands explored her slender figure and she wrapped her legs around him to press him closer against her. Then his fingers moved to the fabric of her long-sleeved, button-down shirt, preparing to unbutton it.
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