The Werewolf Code
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by Julia Talbot
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: Kasey and Deke make a pretty good living as private detectives, even for a werewolf and a vampire. They know they have trouble when a tall blonde shows up, asking them to keep tabs on her cheating husband. Kasey knows the woman is lying, but they have no idea what they're getting themselves into. When the cheating hubby turns out to be a genetic mutant with some unusual talents, it will take all of Kasey's with and skill, and all of Deke's strength to keep them alive and keep the danger under wraps. Can Deke and Kasey save the day and finally get some time to themselves?
eBook Publisher: Torquere Press/Arcana, 2008 http://www.torquerepress.com
eBookwise Release Date: March 2008
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [49 KB]
Reading time: 29-40 min.
"I got him in my sights, baby," Deke said, training his binoculars on the guy sitting in the coffee shop, smiling at some little chick with blue hair. "I tell you what, he's chatting this girl up and she's eating it with a spoon."
Sucked to be their client, if she really was worried about her hubby cheating on her. This guy was smooth, smiling and touching, the little girl just wiggling in her chair, all but panting for him.
"Yeah? Well, if they were married, he'd be cheating, but they're not," Kasey murmured in his ear, the sound of typing loud enough to tell him that his partner and favorite fuck-buddy was earning his pay.
"Wait. What?" He lowered the binoculars. "The mark and the job aren't married?"
"Nope. I've searched every database there is. No license."
"Huh. So she's lying to us." All clients lied at some point, but since this particular one claimed they were following her husband because she thought he was cheating on her...
Well. Maybe it was time to renegotiate the fee.
"I'm coming in." Deke tossed the binocs aside like they hadn't cost a couple thousand dollars and fired up the T-Bird.
"I'll be waiting, lover. We need a vacation."
The phone clicked off, and Deke tossed it aside just like the binoculars, lighting up a cigarette. He hated it when a client lied to him about why he was out there doing surveillance. It almost always meant something dangerous.
By the time he pulled into their specially fortified garage, in fact, he was in a fine rage, all but foaming. Deke stomped up the back stairs, his boots ringing against the steel grating, and hit the security lock, the palm plate cool against his overheated skin.
The smell of broiling steak hit him as soon as he walked inside his place, making his nose twitch, settling him down a good bit. Kasey knew him well. He lit another smoke, letting the pull and exhale soothe him.
"Hey, lover," Kasey said from the kitchen, overriding the quiet hum of the air conditioner and the low sounds of several fancy computers running.
"Hey, baby. Goddamn, that smells good."
"I figured you'd be hungry." Kasey wandered over to him, looking edible in loose cotton sleep pants and bare everything else. He got a kiss, Kasey's long, black hair brushing his shoulder.
"Starving. You know what rage does to me"