Naami said as they walked. “She sure has good taste in men.”“Too bad I can’t say the same about her ex and his taste in women.”She flipped her hair and scowled. “You’ll be singing a different tune once we’re alone in my bed.”“Woman, I don’t fuck whores so get that straight right now.”“I am no more a whore than your dear Flame.”He’d never struck a woman, but this one really pushed his limits. The deliberate sway of her hips was so obvious it turned his stomach. He followed her up a hill and hoped that Flame would rescue the horse quickly, as he doubted his ability to play out this ruse very long. They reached what looked like a decent abode, considering their location. She opened the door and an unfamiliar scent wafted over him. He halted at the doorway.She turned and placed one hand on her hip. “Well, aren’t you coming inside? One word to Hatch, and Paloma is dead. Sandra has orders to give her a lethal injection on command, my own personal creation in the lab.
