No Limit (Armed & Dangerous #1)(4)

“I think I like you better sleeping,” he teased.

“Shut the hell up and let me go. What on God’s green earth do you think you’re doing?”

“We’re lovers, sweetheart. Or at least that’s what the file said. I was just getting into character.”

I snorted and elbowed him again. “In public, asswipe. Behind closed doors, I want you to keep your grubby little carny hands off me.”

Chuckling, he let me go and I rolled out of bed. Leaning on his elbow, he looked at me with a devilish smirk. “What happened there?” He pointed to my neck.

I quickly put my hand over the scar. “Mind your own business. If you’re trying to run me off by being a dick, it’s not going to work. I know who you are and what you’re like, Mr. Avery. You like to work alone, I get that, but being an arrogant fool isn’t going to help us solve the case. You need to work with me on this one.”

“I am, or at least I’m trying to. We’re supposed to be lovers. I don’t see how that’s going to work, considering you hate my guts.”

I rolled my eyes. “If you read the complete file you’d see I’m actually going to be your companion. I fooled you earlier didn’t I?”

He pursed his lips. “Don’t you know how dangerous this is going to be? When we get on the inside, you’ll be the target.”

I shrugged. “That’s the plan. I’m willing to put myself on the line for this.”

“Why, because it’s your job?” His piercing stare bore into mine.

“I have my reasons. Now can we get to work? We have a lot of ground to cover.”

Throwing the covers off, he got out of bed stark ass naked. “Sure, but I should probably get dressed first.”

Holy shit. Mouth gaping, I watched him walk out of the room. What had I gotten myself into?





“Ariel, let’s go,” he called.

I finished the last touches of my makeup that ended up being about an inch thick and stuck my head out the bathroom door. “Are you seriously going to call me that?” When I got a good look at him, my breath caught. He was dressed in a suit with a pair of aviators hanging out the breast pocket. Why are all the hot guys such douchebags?

“If you don’t like it you know where the door is.” He smiled wide, daring me to leave.

“Nah, it’s cool. I’ll just call you Lester.” I stepped back into the bathroom. “I’m not going anywhere, so you can stop trying to push me away.”

“We’ll see about that,” he murmured low, probably thinking I couldn’t hear him.

Sighing, I glanced at myself in the mirror. My hair was perfectly coifed and my black dress hugged my curves. Going undercover as a prostitute wasn’t what I would’ve chosen on this case, but it was the only card I had to play. “Here goes nothing,” I mumbled.

When I walked out, Jason’s jaw clenched and instead of acknowledging me, he went straight for the door, opening it wide. He had both of our bags draped across his shoulder, and when I tried to grab mine, he gripped it tighter. Rolling my eyes, I strolled past him toward the elevator and pressed the button.

“Are you ready for this?” he asked.

I snorted. “I’m always ready. You?”

The elevator door opened and he followed me in, dropping our bags to the floor. Snaking his arm around my waist, he pulled me in close. I tried to stop from shivering and failed. He chuckled and slid his hand lower, but I knew what he was up to. Instead of removing his hand, I stood there, smirking.

“Very good, firecracker. I guess you are ready. Now what are you going to do if I do this?” He caged me in and backed me up against the wall, pressing his body into mine. His lips were so close I could feel his breath on my neck.

“I told you I’m fully dedicated to this case. I knew what I was going to have to do with you. It’s a small price to pay.”

“And with the men we investigate . . . are you prepared to f*ck them too?”

I narrowed my eyes. “I have my own agenda for them. And let’s get this straight, I have no plans on f*cking anyone while I’m here.”

“Why not, you married?”

“No.”

“Boyfriend?” he asked.

“Why do you want to know?”

He shrugged. “Don’t want him trying to kick my ass after he finds out what we’ve done together.”

“And what exactly is that?”

He smacked my ass and winked. “You’ll see.” The elevator doors opened and we stepped out into the lobby, his arm securely around my waist, with our bags hanging on his shoulder. A black limousine waited for us outside. Jason guided me toward the door as the driver opened it. “In you go.” I slid in and he joined me, his thigh brushing mine. “Caesar’s Palace,” he commanded to the driver.

Jason pressed a button to lift the privacy window. “All right, let’s quickly go over everything. Whatever you do, do not go anywhere out of my sight. I want to keep my eyes on you the entire time.”

“Same goes for you. No horny waitresses, no corner prostitutes, no escorts. I need to make sure you don’t get distracted.”

He chuckled. “Baby, I don’t have to pay for sex. But now that I have you helping out, I might be able to squeeze in some fun time.”