Page 65 of The Fate of Black Hearts

He’d borrowed the doctor’s name and made humans see the image of the other doctor. Only, his mental coercion never worked on Evie. He locked the exam room door.

His brain flashed a warning at the same time it decided it didn’t want to give more commentary on why he shouldn’t let her seduce him. Right here. Right now. Dropping his mouth to hers, he gave her what she wanted. She groaned in submission. He took advantage of the parting of her lips, licking inside her, penetrating her with his tongue. He deliberately brought her into contact with his lower body, his arousal straining.

Evie pushed against his shoulders, and he reluctantly eased back. “First, love, I need a favor.”

Of course she did. She wouldn’t have come to him at work because she wanted a quickie in the exam room. He’d hoped, but then he wouldn’t want her so badly if she didn’t have an agenda that was probably dangerous.

She leaned in and kissed his neck, then nipped his skin with her sharp teeth. He hissed.

“Just one small thing,” she purred.

He cupped her breast through her clothes, his thumb finding her nipple. As he stroked the tip, her head fell back.

“Let’s play first and do business second.” He wasn’t below begging.

She pulled at his ass to roll her pelvis against his. Victory. She was losing herself to desire. He wasn’t going to give her a chance to think.

But she stepped away. “First, do this for me. It’s simple. I need you to find my son.”

“Which one?”

“I need you to find Shane.”

“He’s dead.”

She rocked her head. “You know, I never felt this one like Jonas’s death. I’m not convinced. This should be simple to confirm. Shadow walk me to see if he exists in this world.”

He leaned in to place kisses up her neck to her ear. “How do you know I have that skill or that it’s even a real thing?”

“I researched mages long ago. You can find anyone by shadow walking to see them. It’s different than actually being present. Sort of like my dream walking. All you need is something personal of theirs. It’s how you spy on me, isn’t it? Back at the river, I dropped my ring, didn’t I?”

He tried not to smile.

“You sneaky bastard.” She kissed down his neck. “I don’t regret losing the ring. It brought you to me.”

“I’ll need something of his.”

She removed a silver Zippo lighter from her handbag. He pulled Evie into him. One touch to the item and a focus on its owner…

The two of them hovered as shadows near a male, a lycan who worked to load ammo into cartridges. The lycan glanced up. His eyebrows drew together as he tilted his head.

“Using Dom to find me, Mom? I shouldn’t haveunderestimated you, but I had hoped you wouldn’t look for me.” Shane’s crystal-blue eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. His blond hair was long, but not unkempt. “Now is not the time to find me. You can reassure the boys there’s a way out of the curse. I’m working on it. I’m sorry, but they must stay in play. They must still think me gone for now.”

Dom pulled them back to the exam room.

She grinned up at him. “Thank you. I knew that cheeky little twerp wasn’t dead.”

“How thankful, exactly, are you?”

“I’m not wearing underwear.” Her eyes sparked mischievously.

He lifted and deposited her on the exam table to drop small kisses up one of her inner thighs. A long lick along her folds elicited a moan from her.

“It’s been too long,” she said.

“It’s been three weeks.”

“Twenty-three days, to be precise.”