Shadow of Temptation (Asylums for Magical Threats #2.5) by Jessie Donovan Read Free Book Online

parents with her tendency to argue and talk back as a child, standing up to her was quite an achievement.
    The noise of shuffling furniture and random objects stopped and Sabrina watched the door. Sure enough, Jorge appeared and leaned against the doorjamb. “Well, at least you’re a smart one. I didn’t find anything remotely personal in the apartment.” He held up her cell phone. “The only real information I could find was on here.”
    Remember, showing your anger will only make things worse. She took a calming breath and acted as if nothing were out of the ordinary. That should annoy Jorge. “And when do you plan on sharing that information with me?” She darted a glance to her restraints and back to his face. “I can’t do anything if Watkins sends a reply and I don’t answer.”
    He moved to stand beside the bed and looked down at her. From her supine position, it was impossible to miss the strength in his shoulders or the determined look in his eye. This version of Jorge could be dangerous.
    “The message wasn’t from Watkins, but some guy named Miguel.”
    Okay, she hadn’t expected that answer. Miguel was her contact Yolanda’s boss. “What did he want?”
    He sat on the edge of the bed and his knee brushed against her side. She nearly jumped at the touch—in a good way. Jorge didn’t seem to have noticed the way his casual touch branded her skin, and that irritated her. Why should his touch affect her and not him? She definitely didn’t need the distraction.
    He brushed her with his leg again and it took everything she had to remain still as he answered, “Yolanda never came back from her break, and he was wondering if you knew where she was.”
    Dread started to pool in the pit of her stomach. Yolanda’s disappearance was probably related in some way to Sabrina or her work. “Did he say anything else?”
    He shook his head. “No. What aren’t you telling me?”
    Time to stick close to the truth without giving it. “Yolanda was helping me with some information. The fact she disappeared right after you showed up tells me that someone saw us together, and my entire participation in Watkins’s assignment might be compromised.” She tugged on the restraints. “I need you to free me so I can try to salvage this situation. If Yolanda gets hurt because of your stupid-ass move, then I will never forgive you.”
    “So now you have other people working with you?” He leaned down until his face was only a few inches from hers. “You’re still keeping something from me. Save us both some time and start talking.”
    She growled. Screw liking this version of Jorge. “No. I’m not going to risk my friend’s life by wasting my time arguing with you. Let me go.”
    Jorge leaned back and stood up. “No. I think you need some time to cool off and reconsider telling me what you know.”
    He walked to the door and Sabrina started to feel a sense of panic. “Jorge Salazar, let me go! Whatever may have happened to you, I never would’ve guessed that you’d let someone die just to further your own goals.”
    He stopped when he reached the doorway and looked over his shoulder. “I’ll look into your friend’s disappearance. I still have contacts in the area who can help.”
    She blinked. “What?”
    “Nice to see how you really think of me, but I’m not a cold-hearted bastard. Just a determined one.”
    He took a step out of the room and she said, “Wait, you aren’t seriously going to leave me tied up here, are you?”
    He shrugged his shoulders. “Why not? But don’t get too comfy. We’ll be moving locations in a few hours.”
    With that, he left her.
     
     
     
    Jorge went into the bathroom and shut the door to get some privacy. Sure, he needed to make some calls and check on Sabrina’s friend, but he also needed to work on killing his erection.
    He’d never really thought about tying a woman to a bed before, but the image of Sabrina tied up and vulnerable had sent blood rushing to his