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surprised that she would press
him against a wall just as he had with her. His hand on her head
slid down her back since she was in full control of the angle of
the kiss as she cupped his head with both hands. When his fingers
slid down, down her back and reached her luscious ass, she sighed
into his mouth. Hell yeah! He could really get used to this side of
Kara. He used his grip on her bottom to pull her up onto her
tiptoes and he bent his knees just a little to get her right where
he wanted her.
    In the back of his mind, the fear he’d seen
in her eyes still niggled at him, but Ian couldn’t bring himself to
pull her away and ask her about it. He couldn’t even bring himself
to care that they were in a public restaurant. Kara was plastered
against him and that right there had short-circuited his brain. She
had changed shirts, but was still in the damn leggings so it was
almost as if Ian was touching her bare skin.
    When he had the angle perfect, Ian pressed
his aching erection into the apex of her thighs. Ah fuck! He could
tell that they’d be a perfect fit when they came together. The fact
that they would come together was no longer a question. He was
going to strip every scrap of clothes from her and explore her body
with his tongue, it was just a matter of when.
    As his thoughts turned to exploring Kara’s
body, Ian tried to pull back a little so he could kiss his way down
her neck, but she had a death grip on his head. He wanted to taste
her skin as he moved his way down to her stellar tits. Just as he
was about to protest her tight grasp on his head, he heard two men
walking down the hallway speaking…Slavic.
    Shit! Well, that explained Kara banging on
the men’s room door and panicked look in her eyes. She’d seen the
men come into the restaurant and had come to warn him. Ian knew
exactly when the men saw the two of them making out in the dark
corner because the tone of their discussion changed and one of them
even chuckled. The other guy told them to “get a room” as both men
stepped into the bathroom.
    As soon as the door swung closed, Ian
reluctantly pulled away from Kara and dragged her further down the
hallway and into the kitchen. Everyone was so busy they didn’t even
notice the two patrons sneaking out the back door. Ian pressed Kara
behind him as he leaned out and checked in all directions to make
sure the coast was clear.
    “Kara, love, you were amazing! That was such
quick thinking. How many men were there?”
    “F-four. Oh God Ian, I was so sure they’d
found us.”
    She hugged herself tight to his chest and he
smiled a little as he smoothed his hands down her back to comfort
her. He knew he needed to get them out of there, but he closed his
eyes for just a moment to savor Kara, seeking comfort in his
arms.
    “What did they say? Did they see you?”
    “No, they didn’t pay any attention to me. I
couldn’t tell what they were saying, but I heard Ronan’s name and I
started to panic. Do you think the hotel room is safe?”
    “I don’t know. Let’s get in the car. I want
to call Ronan.”
    “O-OK.”
    He could feel her body vibrating with fear
and panic. Ian quickly led her to their car and he pulled out of
the parking lot. Wanting to scope things out, he drove around their
motel once to see if anyone was waiting for them. Kara kept a death
grip on his arm as her eyes shot all over the place. It was killing
him to worry her like this, but even if they changed motels, they
needed to gather their things. They couldn’t afford to keep
replacing everything. As he parked in the back of the motel parking
lot, Ian called Ronan.
    “I thought we agreed on four hour intervals
bro.” Ronan answered.
    “Yeah, well we saw a couple of your Slavic
friends. They’re a little too close for comfort. I was wondering if
you’re keeping tabs on what they’re up to.”
    “They’re fucking idiots, running around like
chickens with their heads cut off. They’re wondering how I could be
back in