The Muscle: Part Three by James Michelle St

Author:James, Michelle St. [James, Michelle St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Action & Adventure, Contemporary Fiction, New Adult & College, Romance, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Women's Fiction, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary Women, Contemporary
Amazon: B0189CWJLS
Goodreads: 28026626
Publisher: Blackthorn Press
Published: 2015-12-15T08:00:00+00:00

10

“This is the one I’m talking about,” Luca said, turning his computer around and pointing to the screen. “Seaboard. Two weeks.”

They were in the media room later that night, going over the spread sheets that Luca had revisited in an attempt to figure out the time and place of Diego’s traitorous shipment. She and Luca had lain on the studio floor for a long time after they made love, Luca stroking her hair, saying nothing. She had been glad. She didn’t want to talk anymore about Sofia or Diego — not unless it was going to take them closer to saving her sister. Talk was just that — talk. It didn’t change anything. They needed action, and every second they spent rehashing how pissed off and scared they were was a second they weren’t trying to find out where Sofia was being kept, or how they could save her.

She looked at Luca now, big arms folded over his muscled chest, and was surprised to feel desire surge through her blood stream. It had only been a few hours since he’d fucked her into oblivion, but she was finally starting to realize that it didn’t matter.

She would always want him.

He’d done exactly the right thing in coming to her. She’d been out of her mind, tearing into the canvases like a rabid animal, trying to exorcise her fear and anger by destroying that which she held most dear. It frightened her to realize that in those moments, she hadn’t been unlike Diego, trying to soothe her pain with destruction.

But Luca had brought her back to herself, had reminded her who she was with the strength of his arms around her, the power of his body inside hers. She was never more herself than she was with him. Never more uninhibited, less self-conscious. She hadn’t needed his words then. She’d needed his body moving with hers, his mouth on her slippery heat, the orgasms that obliterated the thought of anything else. It was a kind of reset button, and when she’d finally opened her eyes to the studio ceiling, Luca’s hands running through her hair, she’d felt like herself again.

Elia leaned in while Marco narrowed his eyes. Isabel looked at the list of dates and places with a critical eye, trying to figure out why this one would be different than the others.

“How do we know that’s the one?” Elia asked, voicing her question.

Luca leaned back. “We don’t. Not for sure. But this is the only one within the next two weeks, and it’s the only one coming into the Seaboard terminal.”

Marco lifted an eyebrow. “So?”

“So all of Diego’s other shipments have come in through the South Miami or Pomtoc terminals. And Seaboard is the terminal Sanchez uses.”

“If Diego really is pilfering Sanchez’s source, it makes sense that it would come into the same terminal Sanchez has used in the past,” Isabel murmured.

She didn’t know a ton about the import/export business, but she knew from listening to Diego that only three companies controlled the Port of Miami.

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