Forged From Ice by Cynthia Eden EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Cynthia Eden
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She’d escaped from him three times before. She wouldn’t be getting
away again.
Titan Everett kicked the door shut behind him, blocking the fierce wind
that had been at his back and shutting out the howl that had followed him
inside. The promised storm had been chasing him for miles, and he’d made
it to his destination just in time.
Got you.
Titan slowly approached the worn bar. He was in the middle of nowhere
—literally, a dot on the map called Nowhere, South Dakota. He’d been
tracking his prey all across the US. He had to give the woman credit—
Cassidy Jacobs was damn good at running.
Too bad for her, he was damn good at hunting.
Country music blared from an old speaker that had been perched up on
a nearby wall. The place looked like it had once been a barn with a tall
ceiling and broad, wooden rafters. Titan was pretty sure he even saw some
leftover straw on the floor.
Not exactly the Ritz, but then, when you were running from a murderer,
keeping a low profile was probably far more important than living a life of
luxury.
Her back was to him as he closed in, so he couldn’t be one hundred
percent certain she was his target. Not yet. She was humming along to the
music and moving her hips in a little sway exactly in time with the beat.
Every now and then, her head—adorned with thick, dark hair that spilled
over her shoulders—would bob to the left or the right.
The woman’s situational awareness was shit. With her past, he expected
more. She seemed completely oblivious to his presence in the bar.
He was almost on top of her, and he still hadn’t gained her attention.
Those hips of hers kept swaying and his gaze was on them—probably
focusing too much on them, dammit—and Titan whipped up his eyes to see
—
Her, staring at him in the mirror. The big, wide, and very long mirror
that hung on the wall behind the bar. A shelf full of bottles waited beneath
that mirror.
Fuck. He’d been the one not situationally aware. A tight ass in a pair of
equally tight jeans had just distracted him. Talk about humiliating.
His hands rose and flattened onto the bar.
She smiled, a wide flash that sent dimples winking in both of her
cheeks. “See something you like, handsome?”
Handsome? The word had him stiffening. Okay, fine, it was dark in the
old bar. The lights overhead were dim as fuck. Probably a deliberate tactic
to hide the aging surroundings. But given the dim lighting, maybe his prey
hadn’t been able to see him clearly. Especially since she’d just been peering
at his reflection in the mirror. But even as he had that thought, she was
spinning around to face him and stepping up to the bar.
No way could she not get a good look now.
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