“I’m full of surprises,” Cal said, as if he’d heard her shock. He locked the office door as well, and Shelby felt a distant flutter of concern…or maybe, she decided as his eyes met hers, it was just lust. “For example, how would you feel if I told you I was Cupid?”
“Funny, you don’t look like a tubby infant,” Shelby rasped, in the type of sultry bedroom voice she’d never been able to perfect.
“Eros, if you prefer, then.” Cal smiled, peeling off his tight white shirt. “The god of love.”
Shelby gasped, because as he spoke two dazzling white wings faded into view, arching up above his shoulders. She hadn’t eaten yet, so she couldn’t be drugged, but this was beyond over the top, stranger than any seduction she could have imagined.