Brant (Secrets Book 2) by D.B. James

Author:D.B. James [James, D.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Brant

As I’m driving Cherry to the airport, I feel a slight tug on my heart.

I’ve never before been worried about someone’s safety as much as I worry for Cherry’s. Tuesday evening was insanely screwed up. Never wanting her to stress more than she had to, I didn’t tell her I was scared to go back to her place.

When we pulled up, there was no large black vehicle in sight. It seemed we were in the clear for the night. Before we’d left the beach, I had warned her against saying anything about leaving, mentioning names, or other future plans except for going to bed.

Pulling up to the Delta terminal, the slight tug turns into a full-blown jerk, nothing slight about it. My heart aches because she’s leaving. I feel the sudden urge to keep driving, for us to disappear together. Just go.

This is insanity.

We can’t stop the plans I’ve set in motion. It’s like a gigantic set of Jenga, and now I only have to move one piece for it all to come crumbling down.

“Ace?” Her sweet voice breaks through, pulling me out of my head, and in the nick of time, too—I was about to smash the truck into the back of a taxi.

“Yeah, Cherry?”

“Oh, nothing, I just wanted you to be aware of our surroundings. I’d like to not eat taxi cab for lunch.”

“Thank you. I’m going to get out and speak to the guard for a moment, maybe pad his pockets to let us stay parked for a moment longer.” I’m not ready to watch you leave.

Hopping out of the truck, I spy two black sedans parked a ways down in the drop-off line. They’re in the area for another airline, but I’d know those sunglasses and suits anywhere. They’ve followed us from her store. Looks like all of our maneuvers have been outsmarted. It’s okay, she’s traveling under an alias—thank you, Agent Milks—and I’m praying she disappears into the crowd the minute she’s inside.

Making quick work of speaking to the airport traffic guard, I’m back to my girl before she’s had time to get her luggage out.

“Excuse me, I believe any heavy lifting is my duty, and that includes luggage.”

“About time. It’s heavy as hell. I was struggling to haul it out,” she snaps back.

Grabbing the handle from her, I manage to lift it out easily.

“Show-off,” she mumbles under her breath.

“You’re just mad because I have muscles.”

“I beg to differ, Ace. I, too, have muscles. Have my Krav Maga classes slipped your mind?” She flexes, and it’s the cutest thing ever.

The sedans are finally close, and the guard does as I asked: he makes them move, which means with traffic, we have maybe ten minutes before they circle back around. Not wanting to waste precious time, I haul her into my arms and devour her mouth. Pressing her back softly until she’s leaning against the side of the truck, my tongue licks her bottom lip. Instead of her normal reaction of a moan, she bites my lower lip in return.

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