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An Ill Wind (Security Specialists International #5)

By:Monette Michaels

-rapist Adam-fucking-Stall.

Definitely not. She shuddered at the thought of the former colleague who'd stalked her, denied he'd done it, then raped her and got away with it. He was the reason she'd run from Detroit to this middle of effin' nowhere border town.





" … so I came in his place and brought you a meal." Trey held out his hand. "Come and sit down. Let me serve you. The smell has had me salivating ever since I picked up the food from Señora Lopez's house."

Fee placed her cold hand in his large, warm one. The innocent touch thrilled her, more so than kisses from any other man. "You didn't have to come."

"Yes, I did." Trey lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the tips of her fingers. "I missed seeing you last month." He looked into her eyes. "I wasn't missing this month, too."

"Okay." She swallowed hard. His expression … his voice … his words overwhelmed her. He looked at her as if she were as essential to him as oxygen.

Looking away, she focused on the table. Oh my. Happy tears threatened to choke her.

He'd set the cheap plastic table with a bouquet of flowers, candles, china, silver, and cloth napkins.

No one, not even her beloved brother Price, had ever done anything so nice, so special for her. "Y-y-you put my Diet Pepsi in a wine glass."

Past bad experiences with and insecurities about men were swept away in a groundswell of joy. Fee pulled her hand loose, stood on her tip toes, and brushed a kiss over his lips. "Th-that's so sweet. Th-thank you."

"You're welcome … and you're the sweet one." Leaning down, he cupped her face and gave her kiss back to her and then took it up another notch.

Holy hell. The man could kiss.

Trey took his time as he nibbled and licked her lips. There was no aggression in his touch; if there had been, she'd have recoiled. Instead, he was gently insistent, and she opened to his lips and tongue and shyly returned the kiss.

"Fee," he murmured as he continued to press light kisses on her mouth. "You taste good, and I'd love nothing more than to kiss you for hours, but this probably isn't the best time or place."

Damn, one kiss, and a fairly innocent one at that, and Fee's brain took a short vacation, losing all sense of time and space. No man's kisses or intimate touch had ever taken her out of herself before.

Shaking off the sensual haze, she nodded. "Yeah. The ER's quiet right now, but-" Her stomach rumbled loudly.

Trey chuckled. Tucking some of her curls behind her ear, he kissed the tip of her nose. "But it could get busy, and you need fuel so you can handle the rest of your shift. Sit, let me serve you supper."

He took her arm and led her to the table and then held the wobbly plastic and metal chair for her. She sat and scooted closer to the table and placed the napkin on her lap. Taking a sip of the Diet Pepsi, she watched as he pulled out the food and served her two chicken enchiladas along with some beans and rice.

Fee inhaled the aroma and her mouth watered. "Smells divine. What did Carmela make you?"

"I have the pork enchiladas, but with the same tomatillo sauce she put on yours." Trey sat and took a long pull from the dewy bottle of Dos Equis by his place setting. "Eat. Catch me up on what's happened since I was here last."

Fee took a bite of her food and found it was easy to talk to Trey about her patients-in general terms, of course, she'd never violate their privacy-and about life in the small border town. She even told him how Pia was ignoring Sheriff Levi Gray Wolf's romantic overtures and how worried both Carmela and Pia were about Pia's brother Ernesto who ran drugs for the cartel.

Trey's expression grew darker the more Fee revealed about Pia's brother. He held up a hand, halting her words. "Are you using the security system Price and I installed at your place?"

"Yes." She let out an exasperated sigh at the autocratic note in his tone. Both men had lectured her on safety rules several times since she'd moved to New Mexico. "I set the system every night."

"Fee … " A stern look on his face, Trey reached across the small table and tipped up her chin. "You're very precious to your brother, to my sister-in-law and her family-and to me. Use the system whenever you're home, day or night. Cartel asshats can attack during the day just as easily as the night. Okay?"

She captured his hand and squeezed it. "Okay. You know you're as bossy as my brother."

Trey pulled his hand from hers and traced her lips with the tip of a finger. "I ain't your brother, sweetheart."

God, and didn't she know it. Her feelings for Trey were intense-had always been strong from the day she met him-but the feelings had grown over the months. He'd burrowed under her skin, slowly but surely.

All too soon, they finished their meal. Drawing out her time with him, she helped him clean up the table and then walked him to the ER exit. "Thanks again for visiting and bringing me a meal."

"You're very welcome, little doc." Trey took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, then let her go. "See you in a month. Maybe I can take you out for a real date next time?"

"Maybe. I'll think on it."

"You do that." He gave her a panty-melting smile, then turned and left.

Fee watched until he got in his rental car and drove away. She already missed him.

CHAPTER 1

March 20th

Death wasn't a stranger to Fee, but the death of Trina Sevilla's fetus was an abomination. The unborn child hadn't even had a fighting chance. Hell, neither had Trina, the victim of an abusive boyfriend who may or may not have been the baby's father. Rubbing her forehead, Fee hit the Enter key to sign off on the update to Trina's medical chart.

You did all you could. The law was stacked against you-and Trina refused to get help.

Yeah, well, screw the law. It sucked. The restrictions on reporting "suspected" domestic abuse had resulted in a sava

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