Thief of Mine by Amarinda Jones Read Free Book Online

obvious to Stella.
    “Isn’t it worth saving?” Kit grinned wolfishly at her. He
could still remember the feel of Stella’s hands on his ass urging him on as he
slammed inside her.
    Damn straight it was a fine backside and worth saving but
did she want to get caught up in some weird stuff like this?
    “Who exactly is Camille?” Stella needed much more
information before she jumped in blindly. Her life was normally exceptionally
boring and the biggest risk she took was deciding which bill she could put off
paying until the next pay.
    “She’s a witch, or she thinks she is.” It made no real
difference one way or the other to Kit. People could do or be what they wanted
as long as they left him to his own devices. He had the idol and she didn’t.
There was no magic in that. That had everything to do with time management and
street smarts.
    Stella’s eyes opened wide in surprise at this statement. The
woman was a witch? Stella had watched Charmed but she could not remember
seeing any witch looking like a medieval throwback. Maybe she had missed some
episodes.
    “So she’s a witch and you’re a thief.” And Stella’s little
world had taken a sharp unexpected turn in a matter of moments and she wasn’t too
sure how to deal with that.
    Kit nodded his head. He continued speeding toward his
destination. He had to get the idol and get it fast.
    “That’s pretty much it in a nutshell. I acquire things
people want and I sell them to the highest bidder.”
    “So you don’t feel bad about stealing things?” For someone
to admit straight out they were a professional thief was not an everyday
occurrence. And the weird thing was she felt completely safe with this man. Maybe
that had a lot to do with the fact that she had nothing worth stealing. That or
she felt there was more to him than just charming, gentleman thief. Stella
shook herself mentally. What was wrong with her? She would be falling in love
with him next.
    “It’s how I make my living.” Kit did not feel guilty about
the business he was in. He hurt no one and he made a nice profit. Having a
conscience was not a luxury he allowed himself.
    “Are you some sort of poor man’s Indiana Jones?” It was not
an everyday thing to be chased for a stolen idol by a supposed witch.
    “Something like that.” Kit laughed at Stella’s romantic
description. He had a feeling she could make him laugh at a lot of things. He
needed a break from the never-ending profit and loss cycle. Just being at Peter
and Simone’s wedding had made Kit realize he wanted something more in life. He
looked thoughtfully at Stella.
    “What?” Stella felt a shiver run up her spine at his
searching look. The man had seen her naked for God’s sake. What else was he
looking for?
    “Nothing,” Kit murmured. “Just thinking about possibilities.”
    They were in the heart of Brisbane city now. The streets
were fairly quiet but then it was after nine pm and after a certain time,
Brisbane pretty much died down. It was just a big city with the heart of a
country town. Only people going to and fro from the nightclubs and Treasury
Casino could be seen.
    “Where is this idol?” Stella asked, interested to know where
a thief hid his booty.
    “Idols,” Kit informed her.
    “There is more than one? And do I even want to know?” Stella
shook her head and decided she was no longer going to be surprised at anything he
told her. Witches, thieves, an ancient idol or in this case idols.
    “‘There’s the original and the two fakes.”
    “Uh-huh. No, don’t tell me.”  Stella raised one finger to
silence the explanation she knew would be coming. “Let me guess. Your plan is
to flog all three off and make a huge profit without the buyers realizing they
have a fake.”
    Stella was smart. Kit liked that. Smart and sexy was an unbeatable
combination.
    “That’s right.” Kit looked at her quickly. “I’m fascinating
aren’t I?” He grinned widely at her.
    “You’re a piece of work all