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Chapter 4: Temptation

She picked up the receiver and spoke. From her conversation, he gathered that her sister and father couldn't come up with the bail money.

After she hung up, she stood there for a moment. Then she squared her shoulders, and he couldn't help the frisson of admiration that sizzled through him. Damn, he liked this woman.

"I'm sorry," she said, turning toward him once again. "I don't usually throw myself at strangers and cry all over them." She looked away. "It's been a hard few hours for me. I appreciate you not putting me in that horrid cell." She raised her eyes to his. "Why didn't you put me in there?"

"I couldn't," he said, shrugging. "It didn't seem right. Your bail was set way too high, but that's Watson for you. The guy hates fraud."

She nodded, accepting him at face value, and, God help him, but it warmed a place inside him. He'd had to fight tooth and nail to get up the FBI ladder, and no one there took anything at face value.

She walked into the spacious living room and from there into a smaller room that he could see right away was her office. It was cluttered with paperwork, and numerous boxes, some open, some not, sat on every available surface.

She settled herself behind the computer and turned it on. When he stood there watching her, she looked up at him. "Are you going to watch me every second?"

"Uh, no."

"There's a TV in the next room. I promise not to slip out the window and run away," she said.

She had a smile on her face when she said it like it was a joke, but some gut instinct told him that he wouldn't have to worry whether or not Kagome would run away. She didn't look like the type of woman to run from anything, especially if she wasn't guilty.

He narrowed his eyes. "That's a good thing because I'd catch you."

She narrowed her eyes right back at him and smiled sweetly. "Really?"

His attraction heightened. Hell. This was a woman who wasn't afraid of his most intimidating look. Co-workers would scurry out of his way and suspects would drop their eyes and cower when he looked at them like that, but Kagome Higurashi was made of sterner stuff. He really liked that.

Damn.

He was sinking deeper and deeper into hot water. The more he was around his delectable suspect, the closer he wanted to be. Skin-to-skin close.

"Not likely," she said as if she'd read his mind.

"What?" He pulled his attention back to her.

"That you would catch me."

"Don't try me," he growled.

Instead of jerking back, she laughed, and he found himself even more charmed.

"TV." She jerked her thumb to the next room, and Sesshomaru walked through the door. He stopped dead and looked around.

Damn. His palms began to sweat, his heart to beat a rapid tattoo against the wall of his chest.

This was all he needed.

He was in her bedroom.

Kagome watched Sesshomaru hover between her bedroom and her office. And she smiled with glee. The kiss he'd given her was like nothing she'd ever experienced before and she wanted more. Much more.

Sesshomaru backpedaled. When he did, his elbow hit one of the boxes, and it tipped all its contents onto the floor. Kagome came around the desk and knelt down.

"Damn," Sesshomaru said softly as she curled her hand around a large rubber dildo. She looked up at him and watched him swallow hard. Reaching up toward him, she smiled as he jumped back away from her hand. With another smile, she grabbed the box and brought it down to the floor.

"Can you help me with these gellies, Agent Taoshi?" she asked innocently.

"Gellies?" he said sounding as if he was strangling.

"That's what I call them. My distributor is embarrassed to say the word, so I call them gellies to spare her."

Justin mumbled something under his breath that sounded a lot like a plea. Then he bent down and began collecting the "gellies" arrayed in every color across her oatmeal carpet.

"You can call me Sesshomaru."

"I can? That's a bit informal, isn't it?"

"Woman, I'm helping you pick up candy-colored dicks off the floor and you're worried about informality?"

It was all she could do to keep her mirth inside. She studied his face as he dropped each one into the box. She was pretty sure he wasn't embarrassed. Her mirth faded as his hot eyes kept coming back to her hands. Then it hit her. The sight of her hands wrapped around the gellie turned him on. "There's nothing wrong with sex toys."

"I didn't say there was."

All but one had gone into the box. "In fact, this little baby sells extremely well. And why not? It's the new millennium, and women are quite liberated."

Sesshomaru couldn't keep his eyes on her face as they dropped down to her hands. Gently she caressed the gellie. "You know that if you play with...fire —" his intense eyes came back to her face "— you could get burned."

"Why, Kagome? Are you too hot to handle?"

She moved closer and pressed against his body. "Want to find out?"

Sesshomaru now knew what real temptation was all about. He fought his own desire for her. Knew he had to because Kagome was a suspect and he was her jailor. "We both know that would be too dangerous."

"Doesn't that excite you, though?"

He closed his eyes to overcome the powerful need to take what she was offering. "Yes," he replied. The word came out in a rush. "It does make me crazy for you. But I'm looking for more in my job than being a field agent. I want to be the director some day, and fooling around with a suspect isn't the kind of behavior the FBI rewards."

"Fair enough. I can understand that, but you're forgetting the fact that I'm offering with no strings attached. I know I'm innocent, and when that comes to light, you and I won't be an issue. I can see that your job is very important to you. No one has to know."

"I'm sorry," he said with genuine regret.

"So am I. I'm beginning to think you don't have any vices, Sesshomaru."

"I have to confess that I leave the toilet seat up."

She laughed, walked back to her desk, dropped the gellie into the box and closed the lid. Settling behind the computer once more, she looked up at him. "If you get hungry, the kitchen is stocked. Help yourself."

"What about you?"

"I'm hungry, Sesshomaru, but it's not food I crave."

With that Sesshomaru retreated to the kitchen and safety.

Kagome turned off her computer and rubbed the back of her neck. It was very late, but she could hear the drone of the TV. Pushing back she rose and stretched.

Entering the dim bedroom, she saw that Sesshomaru lay on her bed with his back to her. By the lift and fall of his shoulders, it was clear he was fast asleep. She picked up the remote and snapped the TV off, silencing the closing strains of The Tonight Show music.

The thought of going to him was almost overwhelming. Kissing his neck, running her hands over his body, seducing him while he slept. It wouldn't take much. She took a step toward the bed...

A/N: What do you think of the story so far?? I think it's too naughty...do you like naughty people?? Anyway, you could sort of guess that it's going to be a lemon next chapter (: I'm always open to suggestions and comments, so REVIEW!! And, I'll speed up my writing! Much love

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