Killer Instinct (The Naturals, #2)

by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

Before joining the Naturals program, Sloane had been Las Vegas born and raised.

Spencer Reid core

“Let’s see what Mommy and Daddy are up to, shall we?” Lia said, eyeing the TV greedily and waiting for the fireworks to commence. “Lia, I will give you one thousand dollars to never refer to Sterling and Briggs as Mommy and Daddy again.”

A profiler, an emotion reader, and a lie detector went to a party.…

“It’s considered impolite to talk above seventy-five decibels,” Sloane sniffed. “I believe it’s called shouting.”

“Okay, I’m calling it,” Michael announced when the quiet got to be too much. “I’m turning on the radio. There will be singing. I would not be opposed to car-dancing. But the next person whose facial expression approaches ‘brood’ is getting punched in the nose. Unless it’s Cassie. If it’s Cassie, I punch Dean in the nose.”

“Touch her again,” Michael told Christopher conversationally, “and Dean will be the one trying to pull me off of you.”

AHHHH

It’s not the bad memories that tear a person apart. It’s the good ones.

“Maybe I should go,” Sloane said thoughtfully. “No,” everyone in the room—including the director—said at once. “I know jujitsu,” Sloane cajoled.

Michael crossed to stand in front of me. “I could tell you,” he intoned, “but then I’d have to kill you.” He paused. “Too soon?”

“That’s the difference between the two of us,” Michael told me. “I don’t just want you.” Now both of his hands were on my face. “I want to want you.”