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his position at the door had been deliberate. She huffed, angrier at herself than she was at him. She had to start getting smarter real fast, or she was going to be barbeque.
    Quentin caught and held her gaze, his eyes going stormy. “Just tell me what kind of trouble you’re in,” he said slowly and deliberately. “And I will take care of it. I won’t ask questions you either can’t or don’t want to answer. All you’ve got to do is tell me what’s wrong.”
    Just like that her panic was back, only this time it was for him. She leaped forward and grabbed him by the shoulders. “You listen to me.” She tried to shake him but he was too big. The stubbornness in his face made her snarl. “I mean it. You have got to take me seriously. Shit’s happened, and I’m not telling you about it. I’m leaving and that’s that.”
    Still watching her, he took her hands from his shoulders, wrapped them together and held them against his lean chest. “Pia, we’ve known each other for four years, and we’ve respected each other’s privacy very well up until now. Whatever else you are, I know you’re a smart cookie—”
    “You say that to me with a straight face after I fell for Keith. What a joke,” she said. She tried to jerk her hands away, but he wouldn’t let go.
    “You made a stupid mistake. That doesn’t make you stupid,” he said, crushing her hands against his chest until she felt them throb. “I’ve seen you watching how things work around here. Do you think I don’t have contacts or influence? Let me help you.”
    She stopped struggling since she wasn’t able to get loose anyway. “I know you have influence. There’s got to be lots of reasons why Elfie’s has such a large loyal clientele of half-breeds and why you talk with so many of them back here in your office. And I’m sure there’s got to be a lot of interesting conversations during your Monday night poker games. Judging from other visits and back door deliveries, I’m also quite sure you have contacts from the Elven demesne, and God only knows who else.”
    “Then you should know I can help you,” he said. He seemed to realize he was hurting her and loosened his hold. “All you have to do is let me.”
    She rolled her eyes. She knew he was stubborn, but this was ridiculous. “You are still not listening to me. You. Can’t. Help. Me.” She turned her hands over and clasped his. “We’re still not going to talk about it , but just think for a minute, will you? Dragon?” She curled her hands into claws. “Rowr? Me leaving town?”
    He whitened as he stared at her. “What did you do?”
    She shook her head. At least he was taking her seriously now. “All you need to know is my kind of trouble has got you outclassed and outgunned. Do nothing. Even better—don’t even think of doing anything. And God, Quentin, whatever you do, don’t go after Keith. There’s something really bad and scary out there that thinks it can mess with Cuelebre and get away with it.” Leaning forward, she let her forehead chunk on his chest. “After telling you just that much, now I’m going to have to kill you. Please, listen to me. You’ve come to mean a lot to me and I don’t want to hear you’ve been hurt or killed. Especially when there’s nothing you can do, anyway.”
    His arms came around her again and he squeezed her so hard she lost her breath. Then he put his lips next to her ear. “I am not,” he said, “going to let you go on the run without helping you. Deal with it.”
    She groaned and pushed against him but he wouldn’t let her go. “What is the matter with you, moron? Do you have a death wish?”
    “Oh, shut up. Of course I don’t. I just look after my own,” Quentin said. He let her go and strode to his desk. Surprised, she staggered and pivoted to track him. His mouth thinned into stern lines. She saw again the shadow of something scary darken his face. He flashed her an ironic glance. “Even if she does incomprehensible