"Your men are dead, and your trap has failed."
She looks up into the blazing green eyes of the most glorious man she has ever seen in her life. Her breath stops in her throat, as if she were the one lying on the ground at his feet, life blood draining in crimson rivulets across the concrete.
It is instantaneous, surprising, how she reacts. He is shocked but melts into her touch, his lips opening as she slants her mouth across his, helpless to fight her desire.
He is still talking. She shakes her head, embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I was distracted."
