to you.” Scott said.
“I’m the lesser of both evils.”
Sage ignored him.
She gazed up at me.
I was lost in those soft brown eyes.
“Why did you let me think you took Billy on the job?”
“Darlin, you needed someone to blame.”
Her heavy sigh made my heartache.
“It’s been almost two years.” She whispered.
I caressed her face. “I missed you.”
Her lips parted.
I ran my thumb over her full pout.
Scott cleared his throat.
We ignored him and Billy.
I paid attention to her.
She was vulnerable. It was this fragile broken part of her that I found most beautiful. She was rare.
The waitress came.
She sat a huge slice of chocolate cake in front of us.
“The dessert is on the house.” She smiled at us.
“We love to see people in love.” She left.
Sage picked up the fork, scooped up some cake and held it to my lips. I ate it and smiled.
“How does it taste?” She asked.
“Great.” I winked at her.
She gave me a passionate kiss.
“It does.” She let out a sexy sigh.
“Are they still here?” She asked.
I glanced at them. “Sweetheart they’re leaving.”
Billy motioned to Scott.
He knew where his sister was with it.
Sage ate more cake.
Scott slid out the booth and step aside.
Billy made a quick exit.
He wouldn’t get far.
Scott’s men were probably outside.
She held a forkful of cake up for me.
I took it and she wiped the icing from my lips.
She sucked her finger.
She tilted her head for another kiss.
I gave it to her how she wanted it.
When I glanced up, Scott was gone.
We finished our desert and left a generous tip.
We went outside.
Sage jumped on me
I caught her.
She laughed and kissed my neck.
I carried her to the car.
She rested her head on my shoulder. “I can do this.”
My lips brushed her forehead. “I know.”
I put her in the car and made sure she was settled in. I checked the next location, pulled out my phone, and threw it into a search. A few minutes later I was on the road with Sage asleep next to me.
I had twelve days and a lot of shit to get done.
When this was over Sage would be with me.
We would do the things we talked about.
CHAPTER TWELVE
SAGE
Deserted airfield in Fayette County - Kentucky.
I took off the black leather gloves.
I used my arm to wipe the sweat from my face.
I was ten days in and had the routine down.
I was sore last week.
I was anxious this week.
I had to practice.
I had to be ready in two days.
This had to come with little to no effort.
The weather was warm at sixty eight degrees but the drills had me messed up. I took some deep breaths and glanced at the concrete floor. It was damp and quiet in the abandoned hanger. A light breeze drifted in through the metal grates. I glanced up at the vine covered beams. The beautiful canopy was tangled with wild pink flowers.
My breathing leveled and I felt better.
I ran and jumped the make shift wooden counter.
I cleared it and landed light on the other side.
Quick switch check. Good. Everyone was out from behind the counter. Yes. Skip the drawers and hit the lock boxes. Hidden compartments or no. There wasn’t a lock that could keep me out. This was an old school bank. What if there were combo locks on the boxes? I’d break in like I was at a gym locker. I could feel the click on those. I laughed at the thought. I worked each box quick. I went down the line. I hit the locks. One of Scott’s men would flip them open and get the money. Ramsey taught him the grab and pull. He was told not to touch the sides. Bills, bag, and then onto the next. I moved to the rusted metal barrel. It was the safety deposit box section. We weren’t hitting those this time I went to the duffel bags. I picked up the heavy bags and rushed to the other side of the hanger. I lifted them and dropped them into the metal container, and then flipped over and through. I hit the ground and ran the length of the hanger. I finished the drill,
“I’m the lesser of both evils.”
Sage ignored him.
She gazed up at me.
I was lost in those soft brown eyes.
“Why did you let me think you took Billy on the job?”
“Darlin, you needed someone to blame.”
Her heavy sigh made my heartache.
“It’s been almost two years.” She whispered.
I caressed her face. “I missed you.”
Her lips parted.
I ran my thumb over her full pout.
Scott cleared his throat.
We ignored him and Billy.
I paid attention to her.
She was vulnerable. It was this fragile broken part of her that I found most beautiful. She was rare.
The waitress came.
She sat a huge slice of chocolate cake in front of us.
“The dessert is on the house.” She smiled at us.
“We love to see people in love.” She left.
Sage picked up the fork, scooped up some cake and held it to my lips. I ate it and smiled.
“How does it taste?” She asked.
“Great.” I winked at her.
She gave me a passionate kiss.
“It does.” She let out a sexy sigh.
“Are they still here?” She asked.
I glanced at them. “Sweetheart they’re leaving.”
Billy motioned to Scott.
He knew where his sister was with it.
Sage ate more cake.
Scott slid out the booth and step aside.
Billy made a quick exit.
He wouldn’t get far.
Scott’s men were probably outside.
She held a forkful of cake up for me.
I took it and she wiped the icing from my lips.
She sucked her finger.
She tilted her head for another kiss.
I gave it to her how she wanted it.
When I glanced up, Scott was gone.
We finished our desert and left a generous tip.
We went outside.
Sage jumped on me
I caught her.
She laughed and kissed my neck.
I carried her to the car.
She rested her head on my shoulder. “I can do this.”
My lips brushed her forehead. “I know.”
I put her in the car and made sure she was settled in. I checked the next location, pulled out my phone, and threw it into a search. A few minutes later I was on the road with Sage asleep next to me.
I had twelve days and a lot of shit to get done.
When this was over Sage would be with me.
We would do the things we talked about.
CHAPTER TWELVE
SAGE
Deserted airfield in Fayette County - Kentucky.
I took off the black leather gloves.
I used my arm to wipe the sweat from my face.
I was ten days in and had the routine down.
I was sore last week.
I was anxious this week.
I had to practice.
I had to be ready in two days.
This had to come with little to no effort.
The weather was warm at sixty eight degrees but the drills had me messed up. I took some deep breaths and glanced at the concrete floor. It was damp and quiet in the abandoned hanger. A light breeze drifted in through the metal grates. I glanced up at the vine covered beams. The beautiful canopy was tangled with wild pink flowers.
My breathing leveled and I felt better.
I ran and jumped the make shift wooden counter.
I cleared it and landed light on the other side.
Quick switch check. Good. Everyone was out from behind the counter. Yes. Skip the drawers and hit the lock boxes. Hidden compartments or no. There wasn’t a lock that could keep me out. This was an old school bank. What if there were combo locks on the boxes? I’d break in like I was at a gym locker. I could feel the click on those. I laughed at the thought. I worked each box quick. I went down the line. I hit the locks. One of Scott’s men would flip them open and get the money. Ramsey taught him the grab and pull. He was told not to touch the sides. Bills, bag, and then onto the next. I moved to the rusted metal barrel. It was the safety deposit box section. We weren’t hitting those this time I went to the duffel bags. I picked up the heavy bags and rushed to the other side of the hanger. I lifted them and dropped them into the metal container, and then flipped over and through. I hit the ground and ran the length of the hanger. I finished the drill,
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