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    She took his hand in hers, pushing it gently into his lap before letting go. “Let’s get through this morning in one piece before we discuss going out on our first date, shall we?” she said, leaving the topic floating between them.
    “Very well, Neko. We’ll see how we work together. And then perhaps we can see how well we are together. But in case there’s even a trace of doubt in that closed off mind of yours: I should very much like to get you fully nude and to spend some more time between those lovely thighs.”
    “Oh, would you now?”
    His smile was almost enough to make her rip off her clothing right then and there. Public location be damned.
    “I can still taste you on my lips and tongue,” he whispered, his scent twisting around her, imprisoning her in its allure. “I’ve craved you ever since I first sampled you, Neko.”
    She turned to look out the window again, reluctant to let him see the smile that was forming.
    Damn you, Lumen, for ruining me and driving me mad. For making me crave you back so much that it hurts.
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    T he ride was brief , and for the most part even pleasant. They spoke about London, their favourite places to eat and drink, the galleries they’d visited. They discovered a mutual enjoyment of the National Portrait Gallery—Neko liked to study the faces that had wandered through London over the centuries, and Lumen was more interested in the historical accuracy of them, claiming that most weren’t actually as they should appear.
    “Richard the Third looks downright sane in his portrait,” he told her. “But he was anything but.”
    “And you know this because…?”
    “Friends of mine have met him. He was a bleedin’ lunatic.”
    Neko dismissed his tales with a grin and a wave of her hand, as though to deny the possibilities. They were entertaining, but unrealistic, after all. There was no way that the British monarchs had hung about with Dragon shifters.
    Probably.
    She reminded herself after a time of what was awaiting them in London: a bloodthirsty assassin who probably hated her even more than his Dragon shifter target. But Lumen had been right; together, they were a formidable team. And there was no way that Vail could take them both on. When they’d extracted the information they needed from him, they’d be able to ensure that he would never bother either of them—or anyone else—again.
    When they’d arrived they switched trains, taking the Tube to Paddington Station, where they climbed out with the other passengers. Both looked around warily as they walked up the stairs to the large, open space that made up most of the station.
    Paddington consisted primarily of a long, arched building, not unlike the passageway they’d been in earlier in the day. The difference was in its natural light, pouring in through the glass ceiling and enormous windows at either end. Neko felt herself breathing in a quick gust of cool air as bodies moved to and fro around them, hurrying on their way to somewhere important.
    After a moment she noticed Lumen sniffing subtly, no doubt looking for threats among the pedestrian traffic that seemed quite oblivious to their existence.
    “Anything?” she asked.
    He shook his head. “No Lapsed, and no Hashes. Not yet, anyhow. But I’d like to keep the advantage in this. I need you to find out where Vail lives so we have a starting point for our hunt. Can you do that?”
    “Sure, but he probably lives under a rock,” she growled, remembering her last encounter with the jackass.
    “Nevertheless, we’ll need a proper address if I’m to track him,” said Lumen. “Something more specific than ‘in the filth with the other vermin.’”
    Neko made no attempt to conceal her smile, and the Dragon Shifter raised an eyebrow.
    “I believe this is the first full-on smile you’ve ever allowed me to witness on that lovely face of yours,” he said.
    “I just find it entertaining that you’ve suddenly become the tracker. Everything’s