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Authors: Jennifer Michiels
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along with whatever I do. It doesn't matter what it is. Just go with it." He raised an eyebrow in question, looking for any sign that she was following him.
She swallowed the lump in her throat and forced herself to nod again. "What's happened?" she managed to choke out.
The plane bounced a bit as they came closer to the ground, and her stomach dropped as they fell a few feet.
He stared at her, uncertainty on his face. "They know we're here and where we're going." He checked behind them again.
Rayne shrugged. "Is it really that big a deal? I mean, it wasn't hard to figure out. I didn't know where we going, but it was pretty easy to see. All they had to do was watch which terminal we went into."
The plane rattled and shook as they touched down, and she couldn't keep herself from gripping the armrest until her knuckles were white.
Camden shook his head. "You're not getting it," he said. "They know about your grandfather, and they found him."
The plane came to a jerky stop and began to taxi off the runway as they stared at each other. He unbuckled his seat belt and made her do the same.
"What does that mean? How do you know that?"
He shook his head. "I'm not the only one who works for Martin, but that's not important. What is important," he said, looking out the window as the gate was extended out to reach the door of the plane, "is that you remember what I told you."
She nodded. "Right. Just go with it."
He nodded and replaced the glasses on the inside pocket of his jacket. "Yes. And we are going to calmly make our way out as if nothing is wrong."
The fasten seat belt sign went off, and Rayne's adrenaline began to pump harder. She could tell that he was shaken by the sudden change of events, and it scared her. He seemed so put together, and for that shell to be broken, it must have been something major.
With the plane now completely parked, she stood and quickly retrieved her bag from the overhead compartment, all while trying not to look suspicious.
Camden stood and placed his hand on her hip as she pulled the bag down, swinging the strap over her shoulder. The place his hand connected was on fire and tingled, spreading over her midsection. Mentally chastising herself, she reminded herself that now was not the time or the place to get all warm and fuzzy.
"Let's go," he whispered, and grabbed her hand to lead her to the exit. They were the first ones off and nearly ran up the ramp into the terminal, where Camden stopped and took a cautious look around.
People were milling about, talking idly, wheeling luggage, and paying no attention to them. Once out in the crowd, Camden slowed their pace. He kept his head turning this way and that, as if it were on a swivel, but never looked at her as she was pulled along, their hands firmly clasped together.
His step faltered slightly as they turned a corner near the entrance of the tiny airport, and without a word, he turned and slammed her up against the wall, pressing his lips to hers in a forceful kiss.
Rayne's eyes widened in shock as she was flattened between his rigid body and the cold wall. She placed her palms against his chest, ready to push him away, when she remembered his words: Just go with it.
Unsure of what else to do, she snaked her arms up and around his neck, leaning into his kiss, an equal player in his game. Her head tilted to one side so that their mouths fit together more easily, and she was able to look over his shoulder.
She couldn’t be sure, but she believed that she had spotted the reason for his reaction: Two men, both pale-skinned with shades and leather jackets like Camden's, were searching through the faces in the crowd. They looked about suspiciously, and she recognized their fluid movements as similar to his.
One of them looked in their direction, his eyes roaming over the two of them before he turned and looked elsewhere. Her heart was pounding so heavily in her chest and pumping so much adrenaline that she was sure she could hear the
She swallowed the lump in her throat and forced herself to nod again. "What's happened?" she managed to choke out.
The plane bounced a bit as they came closer to the ground, and her stomach dropped as they fell a few feet.
He stared at her, uncertainty on his face. "They know we're here and where we're going." He checked behind them again.
Rayne shrugged. "Is it really that big a deal? I mean, it wasn't hard to figure out. I didn't know where we going, but it was pretty easy to see. All they had to do was watch which terminal we went into."
The plane rattled and shook as they touched down, and she couldn't keep herself from gripping the armrest until her knuckles were white.
Camden shook his head. "You're not getting it," he said. "They know about your grandfather, and they found him."
The plane came to a jerky stop and began to taxi off the runway as they stared at each other. He unbuckled his seat belt and made her do the same.
"What does that mean? How do you know that?"
He shook his head. "I'm not the only one who works for Martin, but that's not important. What is important," he said, looking out the window as the gate was extended out to reach the door of the plane, "is that you remember what I told you."
She nodded. "Right. Just go with it."
He nodded and replaced the glasses on the inside pocket of his jacket. "Yes. And we are going to calmly make our way out as if nothing is wrong."
The fasten seat belt sign went off, and Rayne's adrenaline began to pump harder. She could tell that he was shaken by the sudden change of events, and it scared her. He seemed so put together, and for that shell to be broken, it must have been something major.
With the plane now completely parked, she stood and quickly retrieved her bag from the overhead compartment, all while trying not to look suspicious.
Camden stood and placed his hand on her hip as she pulled the bag down, swinging the strap over her shoulder. The place his hand connected was on fire and tingled, spreading over her midsection. Mentally chastising herself, she reminded herself that now was not the time or the place to get all warm and fuzzy.
"Let's go," he whispered, and grabbed her hand to lead her to the exit. They were the first ones off and nearly ran up the ramp into the terminal, where Camden stopped and took a cautious look around.
People were milling about, talking idly, wheeling luggage, and paying no attention to them. Once out in the crowd, Camden slowed their pace. He kept his head turning this way and that, as if it were on a swivel, but never looked at her as she was pulled along, their hands firmly clasped together.
His step faltered slightly as they turned a corner near the entrance of the tiny airport, and without a word, he turned and slammed her up against the wall, pressing his lips to hers in a forceful kiss.
Rayne's eyes widened in shock as she was flattened between his rigid body and the cold wall. She placed her palms against his chest, ready to push him away, when she remembered his words: Just go with it.
Unsure of what else to do, she snaked her arms up and around his neck, leaning into his kiss, an equal player in his game. Her head tilted to one side so that their mouths fit together more easily, and she was able to look over his shoulder.
She couldn’t be sure, but she believed that she had spotted the reason for his reaction: Two men, both pale-skinned with shades and leather jackets like Camden's, were searching through the faces in the crowd. They looked about suspiciously, and she recognized their fluid movements as similar to his.
One of them looked in their direction, his eyes roaming over the two of them before he turned and looked elsewhere. Her heart was pounding so heavily in her chest and pumping so much adrenaline that she was sure she could hear the
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