"What are you doing?" She asked breathlessly as she placed her hands on the hard surface of his chest. "I don't want you to run this time." He responded. She could feel the deep rumble of his voice through his chest as she slid her hands down an inch over his pectoral muscles. It was an involuntary move but as she felt his chest flex beneath her touch, she couldn't help but feel proud that she caused a reaction in him. His breath fanned over her lips and subconsciously her tongue darted out to wet them. "You don't want me to run?" Juliet asked as she regained her footing, and he slid his hands up to her rib cage slowly. "No." His voice was hard and firm. "No running." "No running from what?" She knew what he was saying but she wanted him to do something about it. It was a burning need racing through her body. Her eyes closed as the tip of his nose brushed against hers. "Me." At that moment her world stopped, and she refused to wait a second longer. She eagerly pressed forward to grab his lips with her own. They were soft and warm, but she only had a moment to dwell on that fact before he kissed her back with a heavy passion. One of his hands left her side to weave its way into her hair, pulling her impossibly closer. ❤️ He was dangerous, she just didn't know it. He was willing to give up everything for her. All he wanted was a woman he could call home. What happens when she learns his secret? What happens when his secret risks her life?
View MoreIf she ever saw him again, she hoped he would give her a hard time for taking it. It was part of why she had taken it out of the box and put it on. “And I’m sorry again that I chopped you in the throat.” At this point, both let out a small laugh at the memory. “Would you also please tell Liam I appreciate you both for saving me? You also need to take care of Sophia. I know that you keep denying it, but it is so obvious that something is going on between you two whenever I bring her up.” Juliet had more that she wanted to say to everyone and more that she wanted to ask for him to pass along, but the most important thing she needed to say was to Matthew, and she left it written down in the letter she had written for him. “You’re not dying, you know,” Lucas said teasingly, turning the radio down to be nothing more than low background noise. “Don’t you worry, okay? We will take care of all this, and you will be home before you know it.” “For a special agent, you don’t take anything se
Juliet had felt sick even since Lucas got the call, alerting them that it was time for her to enter witness protection. They hadn't told her what had changed or why it was safe for her to be moved now versus before, but the lack of information was stressing her out. They surely should be able to tell her if something good had happened. At least, she hoped they would. It seemed reasonable that since it affected her, they could give her some sort of update, but they didn't.She was in the dark and very frustrated by the lack of information. “Are you ready yet?” Lucas asked with his boyish excitement. He was in charge of getting Julie to the U.S. Marshals, who would take over her care and get her to her new location. She wasn't ready, though, and had done everything but scrub the baseboards as a way to stall. That morning, she had taken a shower so long she almost questioned if it was possible to run out of cold water and had cleaned every surface of the house twice (much to Liam’s pr
Juliet was surprised that they stayed so long. Was she happy to be in one place? Yes. Was she sick of the canned beans and rice in the pantry? Absolutely. She refused to look because she was pretty positive they had expired a long time ago. Still, she kept her mouth shut because she knew it was better than the MREs. "Morning," Lucas said, bursting into the bedroom, and Juliet sighed as she stared at the ceiling in boredom. At least he didn't say it was a good morning. That would be an outright lie. She had been watching the news every morning and every night, but there had been nothing so far. "Hm," Juliet hummed."Have fun," Lucas said, dropping a box onto the bed beside her, and Juliet's eyes shot wide open. The familiar logo and shape made her giddy with excitement. Juliet had grown bored and was getting impatient to the point of anger as she waited to hear news about Matthew. It didn’t help that she had to spend time each day practicing her new signature and reciting th
Matthew sat in the hallway with a nervous Hawk, both men sitting stiffly in the hard wooden chairs that lined the walls.He had always hated those chairs, wishing they would be upgraded with how much money the C.I.A. had and was constantly making or being given, but no. The sterile-looking hallway was all for show, too. He knew once he reached a private office or training room that it would be dirty, cluttered, and a bit disgusting. Hawk hadn't wanted to come, too scared that his career would be over before it had actually begun because he had gone against orders, but Matthew had assured him that the agency wouldn't let Hawk go. They needed someone with his skill set, and with how young he was and how long he still had before he could even consider retirement. The agency would use him until he had nothing more to offer, and then they would have him train his replacement before cutting him free. His position was safe, even if the job the position was for wasn't. The director calle
Juliet wanted to cry as they walked into her new home. It wasn’t a forever home, nor was it the home of her new identity. Lucas had told her it was another stronghold. One that no one knew the location of because the agency hadn’t even assigned it to her. Lucas had taken it upon himself to select a new place for her to stay, and while it was beautiful, it was empty. Cold. There was nothing on the couch or counters, and she doubted there would be more than one bedroom as it had a similar feel to the house Matthew had been staying in.Juliet’s fingertips ran along the length of the granite countertop as she looked around while Lucas cleared the bedrooms and bathroom. At just the right angle, she could see the subtle difference in the top of the television to show a camera there. After Lucas returned, she moved from room to room and expertly began to find more.Surely, she hadn’t spotted all of them. Just enough to know they were being watched…. Or that they could be.What concerned
Matthew couldn't help the smile on his face as he ran down the alley, slowing only for a moment to turn a corner before taking off again. Rocks and dirt crunched beneath his feet, and while he wanted to lose his pursuers, he had no concern for being quiet.They knew who he was, the direction he was running, and he had limited options for where he could go by foot.The yellow glow of a street light at the end of the alley gave Matthew another burst of adrenaline that he used to speed up.He knew his ride would be waiting once he reached the street.Matthew burst through the end of the alleyway and skid to a stop, sending little rocks flying into the side of the familiar black car as it slammed to a stop before him.The windows were blacked out, but he knew it wasn’t bulletproof since it wasn't agency-approved. It was Hawk's personal car with a few home touches to hide his identity.Regardless, they needed to get away and fas
Juliet stared at the side of Lucas's head as he drove, trying to will him to tell her something more, but he kept his mouth shut until Sublime came on, and he started singing.It was like all of the tension from earlier had melted away, and she realized it was because he had gotten the fight he had been anticipating, maybe even craving.The way he had carried himself earlier was more like a soldier and a hardass than she had seen from him before. Now, he was back to himself, and she was stunned to see the two versions so night and day."You knew." She accused, and he stopped singing. "You knew there was going to be an attack. Oh my God. Why did you just leave me out in the living room while you hid? Was I bait?"His jaw dropped open before he closed in quickly. Lucas looked offended that Juliet had even asked, but it seemed like a logical question to her. There had to be a reason why he had hidden away for hours instead of acting the way he normally w
She didn't know how long they were moving for, but with every turn and hallway they passed, the faster she moved.Juliet hadn't heard anything, but with all the pitch-black tunnels they jogged past, she felt more paranoid, thinking someone would pop out of one any moment, having seen them rush by and chase after them.It didn't even have to be the people after her. She knew if the homeless population found these clean tunnels, they would probably take refuge in here as well.She doubted it, but she feared the possibility.The duffle at her side was becoming increasingly heavier with every step, and she tried her best to hold it tight to prevent it from being too loud while also trying to muffle her breathing.Yet, her out-of-shape panting was unstoppable as her still bruised and battered body protested the marathon Lucas was having her run.When he finally slowed, she almost cried in relief but remembered that was one
Lucas quickly pulled Juliet into the office, knocking the breath out of her from the sudden jarring pull.She felt like she was crossing into enemy territory as Juliet looked up to see several screens on, and while she wanted to be nosey, now wasn't the time.She spun around to ask him what he needed her to do to help, but the door was closing between them, and she heard the lock click into place as it latched shut."Are you kidding me?" She asked, spinning quickly to scan the room, knowing there had to be a gun here somewhere.Juliet refused to go down without a fight, and if arming herself was an option, she would take it.Her first instinct was to check under the desk, but she didn't see anything.The smooth wooden drawers barely moved when she yanked on them, but she pulled several times anyway, hoping the lock would budge, but it was no use.There was a loud bang outside the room, and Juliet froze befo
'Meet me.' The words said as they flashed across her phone. Juliet sat in her bed with the comforter tucked in and around her as she gently drifted off. The buzzing from the phone had startled her, and she quickly grabbed it with excitement, impatient to see his message.Butterflies filled her stomach as she read those two words. They had been messaging for months back and forth, calling each other every day they could. It was a love formed through words and stories. They had never met. She had never seen the man she was falling for, but she knew the sound of his voice from their phone calls. She knew the deep rumble that came from him when he laughed, the one that sent goosebumps down her spine.For months, she had been online, talking to men and going on awful dates. Each time, she came home to her apartment alone and rinsed off the memory of the few hours prior that she had wasted sitting in a restaurant or at the movies. It was a tedious effort, and for a while, she wasn't sure ...
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