-Caleb-I was getting tired of trunks. Fed up to my eyeballs, really. Exactly how many times and by how many nefarious organizations could a person reasonably be expected to be kidnapped? I was sure Jacey and I were approaching some kind of record.Jacey.My stomach churned at the thought of having
“Yes, well, he knew the risks,” she sniffed, squaring her shoulders. She unlocked the door and opened it.I saw movement at the perimeter, just inside the darkness not penetrated by the house’s lights, and I froze. “I think we’ve got company,” I whispered.Bea touched her ear. “Dale, wave. You’re sc
-Jacey-The cabin was huge with triangle-shaped windows under the roof line extending to the wraparound deck.“Wow,” I breathed.“It’s nice. It belongs to a senator,” Max said. “They’re donating it to the joint task force so that we can nail Masterson, the sheik, and a few others. It’s all one big t
We came together, his hot seed spilling into me just as I reached orgasm.Then we just stayed like that, panting together.I brushed a kiss over his swollen eye. “Are you really okay?” I asked him.“Now I am,” he whispered, possessing my mouth with his tongue.“Bed,” I moaned when I felt him hardeni
-Jacey-I froze, and so did Caleb, the smiles wiped right off our faces.Mike and Ed noted the change and quickly drew their weapons. “What’s wrong?” Ed asked, his voice clipped.“The only people who say that to us are the bad guys,” I gulped. “The puddle of puppies thing.”All congeniality left the
“Giving orders now?” Bea raised an eyebrow.“Yeah. Yeah, I am,” he replied.“Fine. Get her in that SUV. Mike, Ed, if I don’t see you at the next safehouse, I’m going to be very pissed off, you understand? Very pissed off.” She opened the back door behind the passenger seat, and Caleb gingerly placed
“Most things in this business are.” The SUV thudded over a small fallen branch, causing the whole vehicle to rock, and Bea swore.I grappled with the oh-shit bar, but the upset was over almost as soon as it had begun. “I hope the motel doesn’t mind me coming in without luggage. I don’t want to draw
-Caleb-“So,” I said conversationally once Mike and Ed had us on the road, “which one of you is the mole?”Mike turned back to look at me while Ed, who was driving, flicked a glance at me in the rearview mirror.“Um… I think Jacey might have screwed your brains out, kid, because you’re talking to tw