turned in irritation as a small Chevy sputtered out of its parking space. The engine drowned out the conversation and the most critical point. Once the car narrowly missed losing its transmission turning the corner, their voices drifted back.
“Gotta fucking love it.” They laughed in unison and I turned my mouth thinking that this wasn’t the type of friend I imagined Adam pairing up with. But then, there was a lot about Adam I didn’t understand.
“Is this a job, anything I need a heads up on?”
“Sorry brother, you know the rules. Let’s just say this is my…R&R. It’s never too late to come back.”
“You know where I stand on this Knox, there’s no going back. I already got them on my ass and I’ve worked hard to make a life here and stay under the radar. You need to open your eyes to what’s going on.”
“My eyes are wide fucking open. The elusive Trinity files were hacked. Yeah…that’s right. My partner is a royal dick but his skills are impeccable. What I saw would pop your cork, and it sheds a little light on some of the jobs we did.”
“Are you out of your fucking mind hacking into that database? I hope your twisted buddy knows how to cover his tracks or you’ll end up out here with me.”
Knox lacked appeal on his expression as he looked around. “Yeah, this blows.”
“This doesn’t seem like standard—” When the voices abruptly cut off my eyes lifted from the floor of the car. Busted. I cringed as their gaze splintered me.
Knox reached into jeep and pulled out a cigarette, cupping his hand around the end as a flame poked out of a polished silver lighter. The metal clinked and it was tucked safely in his back pocket. The cigarette, on the other hand, stood no chance against his long, life sucking drags. Knox threw a heavy hand over Adam’s shoulder and gave it a firm shake.
“You’re a jackass for not calling. My proctologist keeps in better touch than you do.”
“You know me, never been one for postcards.”
Knox threw another glance in my direction. “To be continued.”
“Knox,” Adam inclined his head. “I was wrong, we were wrong.” He glanced over his shoulder at me but this time I didn’t break eye contact.
I was running on empty and Adam gave me a look as if he were daring me to ask who that was. So I decided to rest my eyes and think about Max for a little while.
I stirred when I felt someone hooking their arms beneath my legs—I wanted to open my eyes but I drifted back to sleep.
That is, until I was thumped in the head by something solid. My cheek was pressed against a cold, wooden door.
Adam was struggling to turn the key in a lock while carrying me.
I stiffened my back so that he would drop me. Honestly, I wasn’t used to being carried around like that.
“Wait, put me down.”
“Shhh, go back to sleep hon.”
The key turned and Adam cradled me tighter.
Through tangled lashes I saw his handsome face, that soft ruffled hair and brows that dipped low like a shadow. It felt good to be held. Adam made me feel safe, something no man had ever done.
There was a glimmer of fire in those bottomless eyes. “Woman, don’t you move a single muscle.”
“What about my hands?” I mumbled as my eyes closed.
“I guess you’ll have to keep your hands to yourself. Think you can manage?”
Verses the alternative of electrocuting my best friend? You bet.
My head lolled back on his broad shoulder until I felt the cool press of the comforter beneath my body. I was floating on a cloud. The flip-flops were removed from my feet one at a time and something exquisitely soft brushed across my legs.
Warm breath tickled my face and the bed depressed in two spots. But it wasn’t breath, it was the wind. I was standing on the shore on a moonlit night. The wind called so very close to my ear, but the water was warm and inviting as I moved forward.
“You awake?”
“Mmhmm”
“I’m going to let you sleep tonight.”
“Mmm.”
“You hear
“Gotta fucking love it.” They laughed in unison and I turned my mouth thinking that this wasn’t the type of friend I imagined Adam pairing up with. But then, there was a lot about Adam I didn’t understand.
“Is this a job, anything I need a heads up on?”
“Sorry brother, you know the rules. Let’s just say this is my…R&R. It’s never too late to come back.”
“You know where I stand on this Knox, there’s no going back. I already got them on my ass and I’ve worked hard to make a life here and stay under the radar. You need to open your eyes to what’s going on.”
“My eyes are wide fucking open. The elusive Trinity files were hacked. Yeah…that’s right. My partner is a royal dick but his skills are impeccable. What I saw would pop your cork, and it sheds a little light on some of the jobs we did.”
“Are you out of your fucking mind hacking into that database? I hope your twisted buddy knows how to cover his tracks or you’ll end up out here with me.”
Knox lacked appeal on his expression as he looked around. “Yeah, this blows.”
“This doesn’t seem like standard—” When the voices abruptly cut off my eyes lifted from the floor of the car. Busted. I cringed as their gaze splintered me.
Knox reached into jeep and pulled out a cigarette, cupping his hand around the end as a flame poked out of a polished silver lighter. The metal clinked and it was tucked safely in his back pocket. The cigarette, on the other hand, stood no chance against his long, life sucking drags. Knox threw a heavy hand over Adam’s shoulder and gave it a firm shake.
“You’re a jackass for not calling. My proctologist keeps in better touch than you do.”
“You know me, never been one for postcards.”
Knox threw another glance in my direction. “To be continued.”
“Knox,” Adam inclined his head. “I was wrong, we were wrong.” He glanced over his shoulder at me but this time I didn’t break eye contact.
I was running on empty and Adam gave me a look as if he were daring me to ask who that was. So I decided to rest my eyes and think about Max for a little while.
I stirred when I felt someone hooking their arms beneath my legs—I wanted to open my eyes but I drifted back to sleep.
That is, until I was thumped in the head by something solid. My cheek was pressed against a cold, wooden door.
Adam was struggling to turn the key in a lock while carrying me.
I stiffened my back so that he would drop me. Honestly, I wasn’t used to being carried around like that.
“Wait, put me down.”
“Shhh, go back to sleep hon.”
The key turned and Adam cradled me tighter.
Through tangled lashes I saw his handsome face, that soft ruffled hair and brows that dipped low like a shadow. It felt good to be held. Adam made me feel safe, something no man had ever done.
There was a glimmer of fire in those bottomless eyes. “Woman, don’t you move a single muscle.”
“What about my hands?” I mumbled as my eyes closed.
“I guess you’ll have to keep your hands to yourself. Think you can manage?”
Verses the alternative of electrocuting my best friend? You bet.
My head lolled back on his broad shoulder until I felt the cool press of the comforter beneath my body. I was floating on a cloud. The flip-flops were removed from my feet one at a time and something exquisitely soft brushed across my legs.
Warm breath tickled my face and the bed depressed in two spots. But it wasn’t breath, it was the wind. I was standing on the shore on a moonlit night. The wind called so very close to my ear, but the water was warm and inviting as I moved forward.
“You awake?”
“Mmhmm”
“I’m going to let you sleep tonight.”
“Mmm.”
“You hear
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