Seeking Evil (Looking Into The Mind Of A Killer Series) by Mary Eason Page A

the chairs then took Gemma from her arms. John found a bowl and poured dog food into it. He ’ d thought about her dog as well. Anna refused to be swept away by his consideration.
    He took out eggs and ham. “ How does an omelet sound? ”
    Her stomach growled in appreciation and he grinned. “ I ’ ll take that for a yes. I ’ d offer coffee, but I think you ’ ve probably had enough of that for one day. How about wine instead? ”
    Alone in a remote cabin, with a man she’ d shared a very intimate history with, wine was the last thing she needed.
    “ It might help you relax, ” h e added when he correctly read what she was thinking .
    John took a bottle of white wine from the fridge and poured two glasses then handed Anna one of them . She watched him work in silence for a moment, then took the peppers from hi s hand and started to chop them. He smiled at her .
    “ When do you want to look at the files? ” She was determined to keep the focus on the case.
    “ Not tonight. Y ou have to be exhausted, ” h e added when she would have argued the point. “ You ’ ve been through one hell of a twenty-four hours. We ’ ll start on them in the morning, after you ’ ve had a good night ’ s rest. ”
    She didn ’ t want to wait another minute, much less until tomorrow. She needed to find out if there were any clues in them that Aaron might have unknowingly behind . “ John, this thing can ’ t wait that long. ”
    “ It can and it will, ” he insisted then glanced down at her . “And w hatever you think you ’ re going to find there, you can forget it. There's nothing there. ”
    Anna couldn ’ t hold his gaze. “ I don ’ t know what you ’ re talking about… ”
    “ You do. You think that by getting a look at those files you ’ ll somehow gain some magical insight into Aaron ’ s mindset during those last months . I ’ m telling you it won ’ t. Don ’ t you think I ’ ve thought the same? There ’ s nothing new in the m , Anna. Whatever secrets Aaron had, his reasons for shutting you and me out of his life, well, he took them with him to the grave. ”
    Anna laid down the knife and faced him. “ I can ’ t accept that. I won ’ t. ”
    John watched her carefully. She could almost feel the tension in him. “ It ’ s true. ”
    “ No, it ’ s not. He told you something, didn ’ t he? Deny it, John .”
    He couldn ’ t.
    “ I thought not. What was my husband keeping from me? Dammit, John, I have a right to know. ”
    He shoved the skillet off the burner and took her by her arms. “Ex-husband and I ’ m not having this conversation with you, Anna. I can ’ t. ”
    Anna saw a crack in his resolve and pressed on. John still wanted her . It was there in the sultry shade of blue in his eyes. She pushed closer. “ Why can ’ t you? What are you keeping from me? ”
    “ Dammit, Anna, don ’ t do this. ”
    “ Then tell me the truth. Please, for God's sake, just tell me. ” She leaned in closer. The ir bodies touching now . Her motives no longer clear. His resolve crumbling.
    “ Just tell me. ” He didn ’ t. Instead, he dragged her closer, his eyes dark with anger. Desire. She had time for just a single ragged breath before his lips claimed her and history -- their history -- repeated itself.
     
    Chapter Ten
     
    The heat. The passion . The raw need that was always there between them , even when she was trying to deny it, roared back to life like a firestorm . N othing else mattered b ut being in his arms. Touching him. Having him touch her .
    He fingers tightened around her waist and then he put her a little away from him, searching her eyes. This was the man who made her feel so many unwelcome things. Anger. Hate. Lust .
    “ Anna, I ’ m sorry. I didn ’ t mean for that— ”
    She shook her head. She didn ’ t want to hear his regrets. She touched her lips to his and he waver ed . “ Make love to me, John. Please, I don ’ t want to think about tomorrow, or the past. Of