Kade's Dark Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans) by Kym Grosso Read Free Book Online Page B

listen on the way up Broad Street. But let’s get this straight, it’s not my first time at the rodeo. I have studied supernaturals and even sparred a few times with a werewolf. I know how to kill a vampire as well as I know how to kill a human, so let’s go. We're taking my car. If Luca wants to follow in the limo, that’s his funeral, but I'm outta here.” She stood with her hands on her hips, tilting her head in defiance.
    Kade shot her a look of irritation. “You do not seem to understand what I told you down in the morgue. I lead this case, and you bloody well do not. You will go with me, because I allow it to be so. Do not make the mistake of thinking otherwise, Miss Willows.”
    Kade was starting to think it was a mistake to have even allowed this human detective on his case. She obviously did not understand what she was getting into, and he was getting damn tired of arguing with her.
    Sydney was having none of his macho bullshit. “Yeah, yeah, vampire. Keep talking but I’m the one who got us this address, and I’m the one driving. So sit your butt down in the car and let’s go.” She jumped in the car and started it, watching as he silently sat down next to her, looking as if he was about to explode. Working this case with him was going to be a lot of fun, just a laugh riot. She rolled her eyes and started off toward north Philly.
     

Chapter Five
     
    As the wind whipped Sydney’s hair forward, she pushed it behind her ears. She loved this car especially when she rode around on the open highway. The lights of the city were all around, and at two in the morning, the city was finally starting to quiet down. Aside from a few transients sleeping on the sidewalk, and the police, not many people were on the streets.
    She looked over to see Kade staring at her, and she couldn’t help wondering what he thought of this place. She knew that vampires could be very old, and suspected Kade was an elder of some kind. Aside from his arrogant presence, he also seemed well spoken, well traveled, and knowledgeable. She could only imagine how many things he knew about women: how to please them, make them scream. She wanted him to make her scream, but she knew getting involved with him would not be a good idea.
    No matter how hard she tried, Sydney couldn’t deny her attraction to him. She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was driving her lust for the man. He was dangerous, hot, and sexy. And he would probably shatter her heart in a thousand pieces if she let him get close. No, she knew it wasn’t a good idea. He was a supernatural who could have any woman he wanted, and on top of that, he didn’t even live here. She knew practically nothing about him except the fact that she wanted to fuck his brains out, not exactly enough to start a relationship.
    And then there was the little fact about his lying. Kade was not a run-of-the mill detective. He was not telling the truth, and she damn well knew it. She had enough of the lies. They were about to go into a fucked up situation that could get her ass killed, and she had a right to know what the hell was going on with him. Enough of the games. She kept driving and yelled over the rush of wind, “So Kade, what’s your deal? I can tell by your pretty shoes and overall style that you are so not a P-CAP detective. We are about to go into some shit, and I want to know what the hell is really going on.”
    Kade knew the time was coming when she would confront him. She was not about to let him go on forever with the detective routine. He had to come clean, at least tell her part of the truth. “Ah, you're quick Detective Willows. Sorry to lie to you, love. You are correct that I'm not a detective, but I am in a position of authority in my world. So for the sake of argument, let’s just say that I'm a third party who is very interested in seeing this case come to an end expediently. As you know, Tristan is a close friend, and we have mutual interests. He requested my assistance,