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the hallway without waiting to see if he followed her.
    Ash’s gaze was fixed unashamedly on the slight sway of Lissa’s bottom as he followed her down the hallway. Curvaceous but firm. Ash’s cock instantly perked its head up in interest. So much interest, it was engorged within seconds and pressing against the unforgiving teeth of the zipper on his jeans.
    Oh, very professional.
    Gabe would take him off this assignment so fast, Ash would probably suffer whiplash if his brother knew just how un professional his feelings were toward Lissa.
    “Can I get you a tea or coffee?” Lissa turned to face Asher once the two of them reached the sitting room of her apartment. Instantly, she felt warmth enter her cheeks as she saw his gaze had been fixed on her bottom. “Or something?” Her stance became challenging as she met his gaze and crossed her arms beneath her breasts.
    “What else is on offer?”
    She should have known Ash would accept her challenge. “Orange juice or water.”
    “In that case, coffee would be fine, thanks.” He bared his teeth in a mocking smile. “Black, no sugar.”
    Lissa moved through to the adjoining kitchen and poured two coffees, having made a fresh pot a couple of minutes ago. She placed one of the mugs down on the coffee table before curling her legs up beneath her in a chair as she took a sip of her own sugared brew.
    Asher winced slightly as he sat on the sofa and almost succeeded in castrating himself, his balls and cock were so engorged beneath the unforgiving material of his jeans. But at least the hardness of his cock was less visible now he was sitting. “I— What the hell…?” He gave a start before turning to look at the multicolored cat that had just jumped onto the back of the sofa behind him. “I don’t remember you having this a year ago.”
    “He,” Lissa corrected. “The apartment seemed a bit empty after Stazzi moved out. I found Sherlock in an animal center and brought him home.”
    “Sherlock?” he mused.
    “Only because I love the sexy actor who plays the role on television.”
    “I rarely have time to watch television.” Ash kept a wary eye on the crouching animal. Its narrowed golden eyes were almost the same color as Lissa’s, and they stared at him with the same cool assessment.
    Ash had grown up in the country with an assortment of pets—rabbits, hamsters, dogs—and he was sure there must have been a cat in there somewhere. Yeah, he seemed to remember his sister had one once. But it was years since he’d been this close to one. The scars on Sherlock’s face, plus a half-chewed ear, seemed to indicate he was more than capable of defending himself. And anyone else he cared about.
    “I don’t think he likes me,” he murmured as the cat showed his displeasure by hissing at him before jumping down off the sofa and stalking through to the kitchen, swishing tail held high.
    “Maybe you would have had more luck if he’d been female,” Lissa taunted.
    His eyes narrowed. “What’s that’s supposed to mean?”
    “Never mind.” She snorted. “Why are you here, Asher?”
    “What exactly did Miss Reynolds tell you on the phone last night?” he prompted cautiously.
    “I already told you, that there had been some sort of breach in her security.” She studied him through narrowed lids. “What didn’t she tell me?”
    “Miss Reynolds—”
    “For goodness’ sake, call her Claudia when it’s just the two of us talking.”
    “Okay.” He nodded. “Claudia has been receiving death threats in the form of text messages and e-mails.”
    She shrugged. “My mother has made a lot of enemies over the years.”
    “Including you?”
    Lissa gave him a steely look. “We may not get on, but she’s still my mother. Besides, aren’t death threats something that happen all the time to people as powerful and visible as my mother?” she said dismissively. “She’s annoyed a lot of people in the fashion industry.”
    “This is a little more than
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