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Authors: Lili Valente
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locked you in a cage and beg him to stay with you. You think that’s a better idea?”
“You don’t miss much, do you?” she muttered, glancing toward the lanai, where she and Jackson had almost had a lovely meal.
But they hadn’t. Instead, she’d run from him, he’d pursued her, and she’d spent the next twelve hours swinging from intense hatred of the man to confessing her love for him as their bodies came together in the dark. But between love and hate only one had felt true and now only one decision felt like the right one.
It didn’t matter if she was crazy; she had to go to Jackson. She had to see him again and convince him that it wasn’t time to say goodbye.
“I’m going to the airstrip to see Jackson, and I’m going alone,” she said, turning back to Dominic with her fists balled at her sides, ready to fight him if he tried to stop her. “How do I get there?”
“There’s a golf cart parked in the driveway with the keys in the ignition,” he said, not seeming surprised by her decision. But then, Dominic didn’t seem like the type of person who was surprised by much. “Follow the road until it forks and take a left. You’ll see the airstrip about four miles down on your right.”
Hannah moved to go but stopped when Dominic called after her—
“Are you going to tell him who I am? If so, I need to get my mother to safety before you get back.”
She turned, cocking her head as she studied his guarded expression. “Do you trust my word that much?”
His eyes softened. “I told you. I’ve been watching you. I know who you are, Hannah. I know you’re a good person and that you deserve better than a canto cabron who has to hurt his lover to feel like a man.”
Hannah frowned but didn’t bother contradicting him or trying to explain the way Jackson could make pain feel like pleasure. It was none of Dominic’s business and she didn’t have time to waste with explanations. Besides, she didn’t care what Dominic or anyone else thought of her or Jackson; she only cared about getting to the man she loved before it was too late.
“I won’t tell him anything about you or your mother,” she said. “I give you my word.”
“And I give you mine that I’ll do my best to protect you until you’re ready to leave,” he said. “Let me know when you decide to get out. If I’m not able to help you, I’ll find someone who can.”
“Well, thank you,” she said, backing toward the front door. “I appreciate that.”
“I’ll do my best, Hannah,” he said, his brow furrowing with concern. “But I can’t assure your safety here. Watch yourself. If you see something suspicious, run first and ask questions later.”
She shivered, the fear in this no-nonsense man’s voice bringing the danger she was in home in a visceral way. If she valued her life over all else, she would run now, and figure out a way to reach Jackson once she was safely hidden away.
But she had learned that there were more important things than safety. She would rather spend a year living dangerously with Jackson than another twenty years in hiding, watching the world pass her by.
She was done hiding and waiting for her life to begin. From now on she would fight for what she wanted, no matter what or who stood in her way.
CHAPTER TEN
Jackson
Jackson leaned back in the cool leather seat, watching through the jet’s window as Adam and the attendant who manned the field’s small tower during daylight hours made their way down the tar-streaked pavement, dragging fallen limbs and other debris from the airstrip. The sad state of the runway was costing him precious time, but for once he didn’t mind. The delay allowed him to continue to breathe the same air she breathed for a little longer, to spend another twenty minutes replaying every moment of his time with Hannah.
Once the plane took off, he would put her out of his mind and move on, but for now he indulged himself, drifting from one memory to the next,
“You don’t miss much, do you?” she muttered, glancing toward the lanai, where she and Jackson had almost had a lovely meal.
But they hadn’t. Instead, she’d run from him, he’d pursued her, and she’d spent the next twelve hours swinging from intense hatred of the man to confessing her love for him as their bodies came together in the dark. But between love and hate only one had felt true and now only one decision felt like the right one.
It didn’t matter if she was crazy; she had to go to Jackson. She had to see him again and convince him that it wasn’t time to say goodbye.
“I’m going to the airstrip to see Jackson, and I’m going alone,” she said, turning back to Dominic with her fists balled at her sides, ready to fight him if he tried to stop her. “How do I get there?”
“There’s a golf cart parked in the driveway with the keys in the ignition,” he said, not seeming surprised by her decision. But then, Dominic didn’t seem like the type of person who was surprised by much. “Follow the road until it forks and take a left. You’ll see the airstrip about four miles down on your right.”
Hannah moved to go but stopped when Dominic called after her—
“Are you going to tell him who I am? If so, I need to get my mother to safety before you get back.”
She turned, cocking her head as she studied his guarded expression. “Do you trust my word that much?”
His eyes softened. “I told you. I’ve been watching you. I know who you are, Hannah. I know you’re a good person and that you deserve better than a canto cabron who has to hurt his lover to feel like a man.”
Hannah frowned but didn’t bother contradicting him or trying to explain the way Jackson could make pain feel like pleasure. It was none of Dominic’s business and she didn’t have time to waste with explanations. Besides, she didn’t care what Dominic or anyone else thought of her or Jackson; she only cared about getting to the man she loved before it was too late.
“I won’t tell him anything about you or your mother,” she said. “I give you my word.”
“And I give you mine that I’ll do my best to protect you until you’re ready to leave,” he said. “Let me know when you decide to get out. If I’m not able to help you, I’ll find someone who can.”
“Well, thank you,” she said, backing toward the front door. “I appreciate that.”
“I’ll do my best, Hannah,” he said, his brow furrowing with concern. “But I can’t assure your safety here. Watch yourself. If you see something suspicious, run first and ask questions later.”
She shivered, the fear in this no-nonsense man’s voice bringing the danger she was in home in a visceral way. If she valued her life over all else, she would run now, and figure out a way to reach Jackson once she was safely hidden away.
But she had learned that there were more important things than safety. She would rather spend a year living dangerously with Jackson than another twenty years in hiding, watching the world pass her by.
She was done hiding and waiting for her life to begin. From now on she would fight for what she wanted, no matter what or who stood in her way.
CHAPTER TEN
Jackson
Jackson leaned back in the cool leather seat, watching through the jet’s window as Adam and the attendant who manned the field’s small tower during daylight hours made their way down the tar-streaked pavement, dragging fallen limbs and other debris from the airstrip. The sad state of the runway was costing him precious time, but for once he didn’t mind. The delay allowed him to continue to breathe the same air she breathed for a little longer, to spend another twenty minutes replaying every moment of his time with Hannah.
Once the plane took off, he would put her out of his mind and move on, but for now he indulged himself, drifting from one memory to the next,
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