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“Alaina!” He pounded into her deep, once, twice a third time and then he came on a loud animalistic howl. Never before had he experienced love making of this caliber.

She clung to his body. Her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Their sweaty bodies so entwined with heat and passion and desire that he was sure if he didn’t let her down soon he’d have to take her again.

If he did that he was sure neither one of them would be walking out of that kitchen anytime soon. As it stood he already felt it hard to stay upright.

His legs felt weak from their love making.

He moaned as he started to pull out of her and felt her muscles clinching him, holding on to him tight.

“Alaina,” he moaned.

“No, not yet,” she protested. “Stay inside me, Sully. Please?” How could he deny that request? He knew he should. They were safe at the cabin, but if their enemy had found out their location he was sure now would be the prime time to attack. His gun was on the kitchen counter; his pants were down around his ankle. Sure, he had another gun strapped to his ankle, but he could just imagine the blundering idiot he’d look like trying to get to it while he was still locked deep inside Alaina.

He’d probably fall over flat on his—no; he’d fall over flat on top of her.

The thought of being on top of her while he was still locked inside of her was building another problem.

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“Alaina, if you don’t relinquish me soon you’re going to find yourself in a world of trouble. I can’t promise you I can contain myself much longer.”

She laughed the best she could given her sheer exhaustion. “One track mind Sully? I would have never guessed.” He would have never guessed it either. It wasn’t that he wasn’t focused on his mission…although currently he wasn’t. Currently he was focused on spending the rest of the day having his way with the most beautiful woman he had seen in his lifetime.

“You’re distracting me right now,” he admonished, but made no attempt to move.

“Well…I guess I should be sorry, huh?”

He could hear the humorous tone in her voice. She said she

“should be sorry,” which told him clearly that she wasn’t. He pressed his mouth to her shoulder and sucked long and hard, eliciting a sharp cry from her.

“We stay like this, Alaina, and I’m going to need to taste you everywhere.”

“Define everywhere?”

He looked in her eyes, seeing the devious seduction she planned to weave. He leaned in. “I could tell you,” he whispered against her ear as he shifted her on his body, going deeper than he presently was. “But perhaps it would be better understood if I showed you.” He slid his tongue up her neck.

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He was ready to make good on his promise, tasting her, sucking on her, stroking her until she withered with need for release—but as always, duty called—literally. His phone blared from behind him.

He started to release her, but she wound her legs tighter around him. He chuckled before, with great difficulty, turning around and walking toward the counter. How he made it given the fact his pants and underwear were still wrapped around his ankles and he was still locked inside her, was an enigma to him.

“Masterson,” he uttered through gritted teeth.

“Did I catch you at a bad time?” He heard the smirk in Thomas’

voice just as he felt Alaina undulate against him. He groaned.

“Bad timing.”

“Sorry,” he laughed. Sully doubted his friend was sorry at all. “I have something for you.”

“Hmm…” he wasn’t sure if he were responding to Thomas’ words or to the slow seduction Alaina was determined to set forth.

“Sully!” He snapped. “It’s a number so you’re going to have to relinquish your current position and take this down.” Sully hardened—literally. “Alaina, baby…” he gritted his teeth as he felt her clinching him tighter. “Business, honey.” He worked his way out of her.

“No,” she moaned.

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“I’m ready,” he said as he reached for the notepad and pen in the corner of the counter.

“I bet you are,” Thomas laughed.

Sully was about to retort with some expletive laced comeback when he felt Alaina slide down his body. “Yes you are,” she smiled.

Before he could stop her she already had him inside her mouth, working her magic on him.

He, with great difficulty, managed to finish his phone call with some measure of privacy—who was he kidding? Thomas knew exactly what was going on. Alaina hadn’t tried to hide it. He was going to have his hands full with this woman. She was smart, talented, sexy as hell, and a challenge; one he was looking forward to tangling with.

“Lidia Holmes?” Alaina looked at the name and number Sully had scribbled down on the notepad. “Who is she?”

“Nurse,” he secured his clothing. After the time they spent getting to know each other better inside the shower she was wondering how he could still stand. A night of love making, followed by morning wakeup sex, followed by morning shower sex—the man was like the Energizer Bunny. He took her when he was good and ready, which seemed to be often—as if he were making up for lost time. All that time they had spent avoiding the inevitable—their attraction for one another. He fought hard against it because of his wife’s betrayal. She fought it because of her history. The two men she had loved, though in different capacities, had Capri Montgomery 131

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been taken from her. She wasn’t sure she could survive losing another one.

The less she cared about Sully, the better it would be—or so she reasoned.

Her reasoning was illogical. She cared about him, loved him even, and if something happened to him it would have hurt before just as much as it would hurt now. She had to find a way to keep him safe. She knew he didn’t want her trying to protect him, but she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t let him die because of her. She couldn’t do that to him, his family—that little angel of a daughter he had. There was no way she could inflict the suffering she’d experienced on another human being. She didn’t know what she could do, but whatever it was, she would do it.

“Is she important?”

“Maybe,” he leaned in and kissed her forehead. “We’re going to Massachusetts. She lives just outside of Boston. Thomas and I are going to check it out and you’re going to stay put inside a safe house a friend is securing for us.”

“I’m going to stay put?” She tacked her hands to her waist. “No way. You said we’re doing this together. I’m going with you.” He shook his head. “Trust me. I need to talk to this one without you. Once I have more information I’ll fill you in.”

“Fill me up is more like it,” she mumbled indignantly. She wanted to be with him. How could she make sure he didn’t get hurt if she wasn’t with him? What if something happened to him? What if he got killed?

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She was more worried about him right now. He had too much to live for to go getting killed because of her.

“I promise I’ll give you information on a need to know basis.” She glared at him. “I hate when people say that. It usually means they can get away with not telling you things because they don’t think you need to know.” She sighed. “Fine,” she shook her head. “Clearly I’m not going to get anywhere with you right now. But we have at least a little bit of time. I’m sure I can find a way to convince you while we’re driving.” He laughed. “Not likely, honey.”

She would have countered his response, but she knew the man. He was determined, stubborn, tough. If she thought she could get one over on him then she was the one who was mistaking.

“Would you at least tell me who she is?”

“She’s a nurse,” he stated as if that should be enough.

“Sully, please? Maybe I can help.”

He shook his head. “All I know is that Troy tried to contact her before he died. I don’t one hundred percent know if he had a chance to speak with her or not, and that’s what I need to find out.” She worked the corner of her bottom lip between her teeth while she pondered Sully’s words. “What was he working on?” Troy liked to keep his stories secret until he was ready to share them. She respected that decision and she never pushed for more information. Now she wished she had. Now she wished she knew what he was working on and why. Sully had said he wasn’t sure Troy’s death was an accident, which would mean Capri Montgomery 133

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one of his stories had gotten him killed. She didn’t know if that had anything to do with her at all, but given the fact that he had wanted to talk to her about the story before submitting it…well she was starting to think maybe it did.

“When I find out, you’ll find out.” Sully assured her. “I just don’t want to take you when I talk to her just in case it’s not safe for you.”

“What if it’s not safe for you either?”

“I already told you, Alaina.” His voice took on a serious and authoritative tone. “You don’t protect me. I protect you. Do you understand?”

She didn’t understand. Yes, it was his job to keep her safe, but that didn’t mean that she couldn’t try to keep him alive and safe as well. She wouldn’t lose him.

“Do you understand?” He asked more firmly, as if trying to pull a promise from a mule.

“No.” She shook her head as tears filled her eyes. “I won’t lose you, Sully. I can’t lose you. I want you to stop. I want you to just go home where you’re safe, where nobody can hurt you. Just leave me.” She started crying and she couldn’t stop.

He pulled her into his arms, holding her as tears flowed from her.

She shook, near violently, in his arms. “I don’t want you to die,” she sobbed.

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“I’m not going anywhere.” He pressed his hand to her head, holding her close, gently, as he tried to soothe her. “You’re not going to lose me.”

“I’ve lost everybody else,” she whispered. “I’ve lost them all.”

“But you’re not going to lose me,” he assured her. He pushed her back just enough to look into her eyes. He used his thumb to gently brush tears off her cheek. “We’re going to survive this—together. Understand?” She nodded slowly. “But know this,” she looked at him as seriously as she could. “If you get yourself killed I’m going to ask God to resurrect you so I can kill you myself.” He threw his head back and laughed so hard she thought he might come undone. She loved the sound of his laugh—all powerful and sexy and honest. His deep voice sent vibrations through her, ones she didn’t want to stop. She started laughing herself. “You’re impossible.” She shook her head. Would she ever win an argument with this man? “Just be careful. Promise me that much.”

“I’m always careful. But I promise I’ll be extra careful. Thomas will be with me too, so I’ll have backup. I hope that makes you feel at least a little better.”

She smiled. “It does. Not that I don’t think you could take care of anything on your own. I saw you down in Central America and you’re like a one man Army—”

“Navy,” he winked.

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“Whatever. My point is that I trust you. I just feel better knowing that you’ll have somebody with you in case…well…you know.”

“Yeah, I know.” He kissed her forehead. “Grab what you need for a few days. She can’t see us right away, but she’s promised to answer my questions if we can meet with her on her day off.” He shrugged. “Two days,” he snapped. “I’m not very good at waiting when I need answers.”

“Patience is a virtue,” she smiled.

“Not right now it isn’t.”

She laughed. “I’m sure I can find something to do to help you pass those two days.”

“I bet you can,” he winked.

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hat you’re saying to me is you think he was murdered.” Sully sat down in the office chair, watching Thomas intently as he divulged information to him. He had left Alaina sitting in the waiting room with a very friendly redhead who seemed determined to make Alaina her new friend and confidant. He hadn’t wanted to leave Alaina out of his sight for even a second, but he also knew the conversation he and Thomas needed to have wasn’t something Alaina should hear—not like this, not with this brutal honesty that couldn’t be concealed.

He had a feeling Troy had been murdered, but it was just a feeling—until now. He couldn’t then, and he couldn’t now, figure out what, if anything, that had to do with Alaina. She was supposed to be in the car with him at the time. She had admitted that much to him herself.

Had somebody been trying to kill her to get to her mother? Had they missed their mark and got Troy instead? Or was he the intended victim from the start?

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“Looks that way,” Thomas slid a file over to him. “The cops, of course, are still ruling it an accident, but how many accidents have you seen where the break line ends up perfectly cut? Not to mention the fact that the car burned pretty quickly.”

Sully nodded. Apparently the entire case looked suspicious, yet the cops hadn’t seen it that way. “Idiots,” he pushed the file back across Thomas’ mahogany desk. “Who do they have training these people now days?”