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standards—evening, which meant it felt frigid to her. Miami’s heat had thinned her blood and she already missed the fiery sunshine on her face.
The moment they cleared the front door, they were hustled to the waiting black SUV-like limo and Jessica shivered as soon as they were inside. Before she had a chance to situate herself, Alex had her pulled tight against him. His warmth was more than welcome and she burrowed close.
“You are shivering.”
“To me, it’s freezing outside. I just spent the last almost five years in the tropical heat, this is fucking cold.”
He kissed her brow. “When things are safer, I will take you to island my family owns in the Caribbean and warm you back up. I think you will like.”
She smiled and tipped her head back so she could look at him. “I would.”
A man’s voice cut through the air from the speakers. He spoke in Russian as he said, “Sir, there is an ambush up ahead. Krom has devised a new route for us that is secure. Our teams are moving into place, Orange protocol.”
Alex didn’t appear alarmed at all, but she was panicked enough to push out of his arms and roll off his lap while frantically looking through the windows. It was hard to tell what time of day it was, the overcast sky was dim enough to conceal any hint of the distant sun. In the dim ambient lighting of the limo, Alex appeared dark, intimidating, and powerful. An odd combination that she found arousing as hell, but she shoved down her ill-timed hormonal reaction to him.
“Did I hear that right? An ambush was waiting for us? Does it have to do with whatever we were fleeing in Spain?”
“Do not fear, is under control.” He grit his teeth, his nostrils flaring before he muttered, “Now, I am not so glad you learned Russian.”
She slumped back into the smooth leather seat, her silky clothing sliding against her skin as she stared up at the ceiling, trying to compose herself. “Who wants to ambush us?”
Opening his phone, he read a couple messages before responding in a distracted voice, “Take your pick. Rival Bratva , someone seeking revenge, someone seeking to make a name for themselves, or perhaps a bounty hunter. There is large price on my head for any foolish enough to attempt it.”
“Do you think this is happening because of me? I mean, these attacks started after I reappeared. That is, unless this is normal for you.”
“Is not normal.” He frowned and looked at his phone, his thumb moving across the screen. “Is not abnormal, but I do not think it has to do only with you.”
She clutched at his biceps, needing him to pay attention to her. “I want a gun.”
That made him look away from his phone, his arched eyebrows raised high, the silver glints at his temples catching the light. “What?”
“A gun. I want one. If you’re in this much danger, I want to be armed.”
“No one will ever get close enough to you to touch you, I swear it.”
Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, she spoke slowly, knowing she needed to tread carefully with Alex in regards to her safety and his pride. “Still, if the world comes to an end around us, I’d rather be armed. Look, I’ve been practicing over the years. At first because I wanted to hone my skills for when we reunited, then to protect myself and Tatiana. I’m a really good shot, even won a couple trophies in the amateur women’s division back in Miami. Plus I’ve gotten used to carrying one with me. You don’t have to worry about me accidentally shooting anyone.”
His lip twitched. “Maybe I do not want to give you one in case you get tired of me one day and decide to put a bullet in my head.”
She snorted. “If I was going to kill you for pissing me off, you’d have been dead a long time ago, buddy.”
Laughing, he gripped her by the back of the neck and pulled her forward for a kiss. “So malicious.”
She nipped his lower lip, enjoying the brush of his beard on her face. “You like it when I’m mean to
The moment they cleared the front door, they were hustled to the waiting black SUV-like limo and Jessica shivered as soon as they were inside. Before she had a chance to situate herself, Alex had her pulled tight against him. His warmth was more than welcome and she burrowed close.
“You are shivering.”
“To me, it’s freezing outside. I just spent the last almost five years in the tropical heat, this is fucking cold.”
He kissed her brow. “When things are safer, I will take you to island my family owns in the Caribbean and warm you back up. I think you will like.”
She smiled and tipped her head back so she could look at him. “I would.”
A man’s voice cut through the air from the speakers. He spoke in Russian as he said, “Sir, there is an ambush up ahead. Krom has devised a new route for us that is secure. Our teams are moving into place, Orange protocol.”
Alex didn’t appear alarmed at all, but she was panicked enough to push out of his arms and roll off his lap while frantically looking through the windows. It was hard to tell what time of day it was, the overcast sky was dim enough to conceal any hint of the distant sun. In the dim ambient lighting of the limo, Alex appeared dark, intimidating, and powerful. An odd combination that she found arousing as hell, but she shoved down her ill-timed hormonal reaction to him.
“Did I hear that right? An ambush was waiting for us? Does it have to do with whatever we were fleeing in Spain?”
“Do not fear, is under control.” He grit his teeth, his nostrils flaring before he muttered, “Now, I am not so glad you learned Russian.”
She slumped back into the smooth leather seat, her silky clothing sliding against her skin as she stared up at the ceiling, trying to compose herself. “Who wants to ambush us?”
Opening his phone, he read a couple messages before responding in a distracted voice, “Take your pick. Rival Bratva , someone seeking revenge, someone seeking to make a name for themselves, or perhaps a bounty hunter. There is large price on my head for any foolish enough to attempt it.”
“Do you think this is happening because of me? I mean, these attacks started after I reappeared. That is, unless this is normal for you.”
“Is not normal.” He frowned and looked at his phone, his thumb moving across the screen. “Is not abnormal, but I do not think it has to do only with you.”
She clutched at his biceps, needing him to pay attention to her. “I want a gun.”
That made him look away from his phone, his arched eyebrows raised high, the silver glints at his temples catching the light. “What?”
“A gun. I want one. If you’re in this much danger, I want to be armed.”
“No one will ever get close enough to you to touch you, I swear it.”
Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, she spoke slowly, knowing she needed to tread carefully with Alex in regards to her safety and his pride. “Still, if the world comes to an end around us, I’d rather be armed. Look, I’ve been practicing over the years. At first because I wanted to hone my skills for when we reunited, then to protect myself and Tatiana. I’m a really good shot, even won a couple trophies in the amateur women’s division back in Miami. Plus I’ve gotten used to carrying one with me. You don’t have to worry about me accidentally shooting anyone.”
His lip twitched. “Maybe I do not want to give you one in case you get tired of me one day and decide to put a bullet in my head.”
She snorted. “If I was going to kill you for pissing me off, you’d have been dead a long time ago, buddy.”
Laughing, he gripped her by the back of the neck and pulled her forward for a kiss. “So malicious.”
She nipped his lower lip, enjoying the brush of his beard on her face. “You like it when I’m mean to
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