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to be stronger? And if that’s the case, what do we need to be stronger for?
“We are going to let ourselves get caught.” Landon’s brows wag a few times. “And we’re going to do it tonight.”
My stomach flips over, and I suddenly feel the need to throw up.
NINE
Kara
“I’m sorry, you want to do what?” I ask. “This is ridiculous, Ocean. We’re not screwing around here. I thought I told you how serious this is, and I thought you understood.” And now he just wants to “hang back” and “see what they do.”
“What you seem to have forgotten is that direct approach isn’t going to work with them.” Everything in his stiff stance and tight eyes and jaw, says he’s not giving in.
I’m still not sure why Ocean insisted on getting a room in this dump of a hotel. There are at least a few nice places in Nassau aside from Paradise Island and the family monstrosity Atlantis. The smell of dampness and cheap laundry detergent tinges at my nose, but mostly I’m sort of shocked that he suddenly doesn’t want to move forward—especially after our talk on the boat.
“But I’m sure I know the harbor they’re at. I can find out easily which slip they’re in. Even if they make the boat and themselves disappear, we both know where it is, and we can still get them.”
It’s so exasperating. They’re right here.
“Maybe it’s not that easy.” He shakes his head. “Maybe Landon’s gift reaches further than we understand, and they won’t be right there when they disappear.”
I’m not even sure where to start because nothing on this chase is like the few I’ve done before. I mean, the only time someone is on the run is if they want out, and that’s so clean cut. This… It just doesn’t feel the same. The problem is that no one got to them early enough to tell them to keep quiet about what they can do so we’d leave them alone. The frustration of them running away from their first meeting sweeps over me again.
“Let’s just…” Ocean sighs and lets his body relax, probably knowing that gesture gives me nothing to fight against. “I’m asking for one night. That’s it. One night in Nassau to see if we can get to them in a less direct approach. If we want them on our side in the end, I think this is the way to do it.”
I can feel myself caving like little blocks toppling over each other, and I want to stop it, but there are just too many bricks.
The words come out before I’ve even fully decided to go along with him. “We both take handcuffs, and have to be on our guard because—”
“Two Manipulators working together are no joke. I got it.” Exasperation is back.
“You sure?” I hate that I trust him one second, and then my body tenses in mistrust the next.
“Kara.” His voice is tinged with irritation. “I get that I don’t have The Middle Men experience that you do, but I do have a lot more experience with people than you. Please. Trust me on this.”
The energy swirls between us and just fuels my embarrassment and frustration. “Are you knocking how many friends I have?” Or don’t have …
“I have no idea who your friends are, aside from Samson who made it very clear he’d kick my ass if I laid a hand on you.” Ocean’s arms fold across his chest. “Or that he’d try.”
I hate how he’s talking about Samson. How he’s looking at me. How he goes from making me want to cave into him to being pissed. Every emotion pushing between us fires me up more.
And then his aggravating smirk is back and as anger and frustration well up inside me I reach out to slap it off his face, but he’s too fast and grabs my wrist, locking my body into something completely different than anger, but just as intense, and I can’t breathe.
“There’s a lot of energy crashing through this small room.” His voice starts off strong, but weakens as he steps closer, our eyes locked.
I feel like someone’s sucked the air from me and his hand is hot on my wrist, burning
“We are going to let ourselves get caught.” Landon’s brows wag a few times. “And we’re going to do it tonight.”
My stomach flips over, and I suddenly feel the need to throw up.
NINE
Kara
“I’m sorry, you want to do what?” I ask. “This is ridiculous, Ocean. We’re not screwing around here. I thought I told you how serious this is, and I thought you understood.” And now he just wants to “hang back” and “see what they do.”
“What you seem to have forgotten is that direct approach isn’t going to work with them.” Everything in his stiff stance and tight eyes and jaw, says he’s not giving in.
I’m still not sure why Ocean insisted on getting a room in this dump of a hotel. There are at least a few nice places in Nassau aside from Paradise Island and the family monstrosity Atlantis. The smell of dampness and cheap laundry detergent tinges at my nose, but mostly I’m sort of shocked that he suddenly doesn’t want to move forward—especially after our talk on the boat.
“But I’m sure I know the harbor they’re at. I can find out easily which slip they’re in. Even if they make the boat and themselves disappear, we both know where it is, and we can still get them.”
It’s so exasperating. They’re right here.
“Maybe it’s not that easy.” He shakes his head. “Maybe Landon’s gift reaches further than we understand, and they won’t be right there when they disappear.”
I’m not even sure where to start because nothing on this chase is like the few I’ve done before. I mean, the only time someone is on the run is if they want out, and that’s so clean cut. This… It just doesn’t feel the same. The problem is that no one got to them early enough to tell them to keep quiet about what they can do so we’d leave them alone. The frustration of them running away from their first meeting sweeps over me again.
“Let’s just…” Ocean sighs and lets his body relax, probably knowing that gesture gives me nothing to fight against. “I’m asking for one night. That’s it. One night in Nassau to see if we can get to them in a less direct approach. If we want them on our side in the end, I think this is the way to do it.”
I can feel myself caving like little blocks toppling over each other, and I want to stop it, but there are just too many bricks.
The words come out before I’ve even fully decided to go along with him. “We both take handcuffs, and have to be on our guard because—”
“Two Manipulators working together are no joke. I got it.” Exasperation is back.
“You sure?” I hate that I trust him one second, and then my body tenses in mistrust the next.
“Kara.” His voice is tinged with irritation. “I get that I don’t have The Middle Men experience that you do, but I do have a lot more experience with people than you. Please. Trust me on this.”
The energy swirls between us and just fuels my embarrassment and frustration. “Are you knocking how many friends I have?” Or don’t have …
“I have no idea who your friends are, aside from Samson who made it very clear he’d kick my ass if I laid a hand on you.” Ocean’s arms fold across his chest. “Or that he’d try.”
I hate how he’s talking about Samson. How he’s looking at me. How he goes from making me want to cave into him to being pissed. Every emotion pushing between us fires me up more.
And then his aggravating smirk is back and as anger and frustration well up inside me I reach out to slap it off his face, but he’s too fast and grabs my wrist, locking my body into something completely different than anger, but just as intense, and I can’t breathe.
“There’s a lot of energy crashing through this small room.” His voice starts off strong, but weakens as he steps closer, our eyes locked.
I feel like someone’s sucked the air from me and his hand is hot on my wrist, burning
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