Whiskey Masked Attraction
to the steady thump of his heart and the occasional crackle of the fire. Her body w
sleep, murmure
atter
ooden floor, and stood by the window. The guesthouse was quiet, isolat
ould do. She'd tasted t
ng bruise still lingered beneath her foundation. It wasn't th
Jaxon stirre
e," she
ng his face. "Co
ed. "We nee
d immediately. "T
It's not a mistake. If I don't l
pped like ice
blanket around his waist, his chest rising
it you
es
you s
on't understand how Grant works." He
leave. No
o vanish. Neither do I. He's got private investigators. Friends in law e
s. "Then we made him think we shouldn't le
"That's not a pla
a st
against his. "God, wha
"You didn't pull me
ext few hours la
ike Jaxon, it was a memory, a fantasy she discarded. She'd pack slowly, hide essentials in places
genius he'd once bartended for. Milo could forge documents, wipe digi
promise one thing:
d. Don't let him suspect any
like it. Bu
r
elene returned to
ffice, arms wide, smile fake. "
laugh. "I nee
ossed the room, an
nch. She'd lea
phone behind,"
ne f
lightly. "I d
left the GPS tracker in the ca
ood ra
fingers lingering too long. "Now, I don't
w shopping. I was at the downtown
again. "Al
omach
ipped. "I'm not mad, Selene. I understand. You're
don
r off. "And that boy, Jaxon...
om her hand, shatter
huckled
her hands trembling. "I
aid. It always needs to be rescued. Alwa
him," she sa
or-sharp. "Good. Because if I ever catch
rist suddenly, t
cut out h
d, barely
tood. "Clean this up.
e left the room befor
y for a
her face and st
illed with computer parts and pizza boxes, staring at Mi
, popping a grape into his mouth
es
noble. How cliché." Milo s
igur
nt someth
owed his e
keeps in his poker room? One bottle. Unopen
nked. "Th
I am. It's a relic. A trophy. You stea
ed. "He'd kno
you're
"Fine. You'll h
keys. "Then you'll
nt's bedroom quietly. He was on call,
snapped. Tell them the deal's on. If they keep pu
to the bathroom a
ed on th
n the
amed int
this wasn't just a
as a
lways leav