I meant to post this sooner–sorry!

And a quick note–this is NOT the excerpt you need to read in order to answer the question from the SIN A LITTLE contest; that excerpt can be found here.  Instead, this is just an extra glimpse into the book.  So, here’s excerpt #2 from MIDNIGHT SINS. Hope you like it!

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“Let me take you home.”

Her glare would probably have frozen a lesser man.  “I think I’d rather walk.”

Todd doubted that.  “It’s at least twenty miles, Cara, and it’s not like you’d be going through the safest neighborhoods.”

She huffed out a breath. “Don’t expect me to believe you’re worried about me.  I’m a killer, remember?  I seduce men, then murder them.  A walk on a seedy street should be nothing for me.”

Clamping down on his rising anger, Todd tightened his grip on her.  “I was following the evidence,” he said, “and if I hadn’t brought you in for questioning, I wouldn’t be a good cop, now would I?”

Her jaw remained stubbornly set.

“Look, I understand that you’re angry—”

One golden brow lifted.  “I don’t think ‘angry’ really covers my feelings here, detective.”

“Fine.  Furious.  Pissed.  Whatever.  But the fact remains that you need a ride home,” he dug into his pocket with his left hand, pulled out his keys, “and I’ve got a car ready.”

Her gaze dropped to his keys.  Her lips thinned. “Fine, but you’d better not ask me another damn question about the case during the ride, got it?”

Oh, yeah, he “got it.”  Todd smiled.  “Come on, my car’s around back.”

She stepped closer to him

He released his hold on her arm, and his hand rose, then brushed lightly across her cheek.  Damn but the woman’s skin was soft.

Cara stilled.

“And my name’s Todd,” he said quietly because she hadn’t said his first name yet, and he wanted her to say it.

Wanted to hear the name fall from those kiss-me lips.

Her lips firmed.  “Good for you, Todd.”  Then she stepped around him and marched toward the parking lot, giving him one stellar view of her firm ass.

Todd swallowed, then sent up a fast and furious prayer that he wasn’t about to fall for a killer.

Because he had very definite plans to get close to Cara.  He wanted her in his bed.  Had from the beginning. But he wasn’t going to be stupid enough to let down his guard with her.

He’d get her to trust him, to reveal all her secrets. And if he had to do so, he’d use those secrets.

He just hoped he wouldn’t have to hurt her.

Or that he wouldn’t find out that her perfect bedroom eyes belonged to a soulless killer.

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