A Whisper of Sin by Nalini Singh Page B

threat.”
    â€œYeah.”
    â€œGood thing you cats are so tough.” A soft whisper that told him she’d stand by him, no matter what.
    Proud of her courage, he said, “We did let one goon go.”
    â€œWhy?”
    â€œSo he could take a message to the
famiglia
up north. Anyone else comes down, we’ll be sending them back in little tiny pieces. And then we’ll come up and do the same to those who gave the orders.”
    â€œWould you really?”
    â€œWhat do you think?”
    â€œI think family comes first.” She smiled. “You did something else. I can tell.”
    He began to slip her shirt off her shoulders. “We have some expert hackers. Maybe the big bosses found their data compromised and pictures of leopards as screen savers.”
    Ria’s body began to shake as the shirt dropped to the floor. Her laughter was infectious—the leopard purred into her mouth as he took it in a slow, deep kiss. She kissed him back with an intensity that was pure Ria, then slid her mouth over his jaw and up to nibble on his ear. He was stroking his hand down to cup her breast when she screamed and jerked back.
    He knew she was saying something, but he couldn’t hear it, his entire body in agony.
    Mouth snapping shut as her eyes fell on his face, Ria touched her fingers to a point below Emmett’s right ear. “Oh, God.” She realized his ears were bleeding. Her heart almost stopped. “Emmett?”
    His eyes were hazy—he was clearly in pain. And still, she saw him turn to look for whatever it was that had made her scream. But the little spider on the headrest was long gone, scared by her stupid reaction. “Okay,” she said. “Okay.” A few contortions and she managed to get her shirt back on. Fastening a single button between her breasts, she slid back Emmett’s door and half scrambled, half fell out of the vehicle.
    Once out, she pushed at his shoulders, trying to get him into the passenger seat. He finally seemed to get the message and slid over, his movements nowhere near as graceful as usual. Instead, he slumped heavily into the seat and mimed writing.
    Grabbing the purse she’d left on the dash, she pulled out the tiny notepad and pen she always carried. Emmett took it and wrote down an address, with the name
Tammy
at the top.
    â€œTamsyn.” Nodding, Ria started up the car. The healer was a little ways out of the city, but if Emmett wanted to go to her rather than to Emergency, Ria wasn’t going to argue.
    It was the worst drive she’d ever made. Emmett touched his knuckles to the back of her cheek ten minutes into the journey, but his tenderness only made her feel worse. Fighting off tears, she drove as fast as she dared and made it to Tamsyn’s just after one in the morning. Emmett slid back his own door and was out by the time she got to him. He swayed, as if he’d lost his center of balance.
    Pulling his arm around her shoulders, she began to walk him to the door. It was wrenched open before they reached the first step. Nathan, who Ria had met during his watch on her parents’ house, walked out, followed by Tamsyn. The healer was wearing a kimono-style robe in vivid blue, but it was her eyes that stole the scene, night-glow in the darkness.
    â€œWhat happened?” she asked, coming to a stop in front of Emmett.
    Tears streamed down Ria’s face. “I screamed right next to his ear.”
    â€œIs that all?” Lifting her hands, the healer cupped them gently over Emmett’s ears. “It won’t take long to heal. He’ll be extra-sensitive for a week, but after that, his hearing will go back to normal.”
    Ria felt Emmett squeeze her shoulders, his eyes already looking clearer. But she didn’t breathe easy until Tamsyn drew back her hands and said, “There.”
    Emmett turned to Ria. “What was it?”
    â€œA spider,” she admitted, shamefaced.