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“Who are you, anyway? I don’t even know your name.”
Оглавление“Lazaro Herrera.”
The name rolled off his tongue: fluid, complex, sensual. The r’s trilled, the z was accented, the vowels so rich and smoky they could have been aged whiskey. Lazaro Herrera.
It was a name that fit him, a name that echoed with strength and muscle and power.
“I think I’ll take that drink,” she whispered.
His fingers brushed hers as he handed her the glass. “Sip it. Slowly.”
His skin was warm, yet his touch scalded her. She nearly dropped the glass. “Why are you doing this?”
He shrugged, a vague shift of his massive shoulders. “I have reasons.”
“But what did I do? You don’t even know me.”
“This isn’t about you.”
“Then what is it about?” Her voice had risen.
“Revenge.”
