Treasured (Masters and Mercenaries #22.5) Read Online Lexi Blake

Categories Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Masters and Mercenaries Series by Lexi Blake
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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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There was a simple explanation. “Kyle would have required another room. I think they’re happy they didn’t have to clean another one every day. This way they’re responsible for three rooms instead of four. And if they knew anything about my brother they would be happy because he’s pretty much a slob.”

She frowned his way. “David, this isn’t something to joke about.”

“What has you worried?” He didn’t get it. He’d had a nice day. The staff seemed competent if not entirely friendly. The food had been tasty, and the conversation at dinner had been entertaining.

She seemed to think about what to say next. He rather thought she was trying to decide how to deal with him. “I don’t like how they look at you.”

He hadn’t been expecting that. Tessa seemed like such a logical woman. “How do they look at me?”

“Like they know something you don’t,” Tessa replied.

“What would they know that I don’t?”

“I get the feeling Eddie wants to use you for something,” she admitted. “How many of those puzzles did he give you?”

Eddie had given him two notebooks filled with Montez’s notes on codes and puzzles. Eddie’s father had deeply enjoyed games. He’d been known to throw elaborate treasure hunts during his parties that could go on for days. “They want me to take a crack at finding Montez’s treasure, the one he hid somewhere on the island.”

She pointed his way as though he’d made her argument. “The one that’s rumored to be worth millions of dollars.”

She was forgetting that looking for the treasure was already on their agenda. “I was planning on taking a crack at it. It’s why we’ve got the camping gear. They don’t have to use me for it.”

“And if you find it?” she asked.

“I would give it to Eddie. It was his father’s.”

She stared at him as though trying to figure out if he was being honest. “Millions, David. The person who finds it is supposed to keep it. That’s the whole point of the challenge.”

The actual treasure was the least interesting part to him. “I don’t need the money. The reward for me is the history I’ll find. I’ll honor Montez by returning the treasure to his family.”

She sighed and strode across the living area. “I don’t get you, Hawthorne.”

Ah, they were back to Hawthorne. She was trying to put distance between them, and he didn’t want that. He caught her arm, gently stopping her. “I think you do. I think that’s what bothers you. Tell me if you’ve changed your mind.”

Her eyes were wide as she looked up at him. “I should. This situation is more complex than you’re making it.”

“And it won’t get less complex if we sleep together.”

“That’s where you’re wrong,” she said softly.

She obviously hadn’t thought this problem through the way he had. All through dinner he’d thought about how to argue his position. “I’m not. If you choose not to play with me tonight, I’ll still have feelings for you in the morning, and we’ll still be right where we are now. We’ve got a couple of days and then you’re determined to never see me again.”

“I’m not that dramatic.”

“Then you’ll date me when we get back?”

She shook her head. “I won’t avoid you, but I still think a relationship is a bad idea.”

“Then nothing changes by playing with me tonight,” he said, his voice going low. “You’re not going to protect me less because we slept together. You’re still going to give the job everything you have. You’re not going to let yourself catch feelings for me. So you’re safe to indulge. Tell me you don’t want to indulge, Tessa.”

Her chin tilted up, and there was a light of challenge in her eyes. “I’ll feel safer if you promise to keep your eyes open around here.”

“Are we negotiating?” He should have known she would try to get something out of it. Of course the fact that the thing she was trying to get was him to be more serious about his own safety was a mark of what kind of a woman she was. Smart. Capable. Protective. A little sneaky.

Her hands went to her hips, and he could see her steel herself. “Yes. I think we are. You’re right. Spending a restless night isn’t going to fix things. And having sex isn’t going to change things.”

He hoped she was wrong about that, but he was going in with his eyes open. “I promise I will be more careful. I’m not going to give you hell about protecting me.”

“There’s a reason Big Tag almost never puts a female bodyguard in charge of a male client.”

He could imagine. “Because some of us are assholes who think we can do any job better than a woman. I’m not that man, Tessa. You’re the expert here. If you think it’s too dangerous, then we go, and I won’t fight you on it.”


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