The Wedding Trap (Second Service, Book 1) by Adrienne Bell

Author:Adrienne Bell [Bell, Adrienne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Adrienne Bell
Published: 2014-01-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Alex's arm tensed around her. Beth wasn't sure if it was meant to be reassuring or if he was just trying to keep her upright. Either way, it worked. She didn't crumble to the floor. She didn't bolt for the nearest exit sign. Her pants even stayed dry.

“Everything is all right,” Alex whispered in her ear.

Like hell it was. In fact, this was the furthest from all right that she could imagine. She was in a room with a man who wanted to kill her. Not metaphorically. Not socially. But actually, physically, no-pulse, corpse-on-a-slab dead.

But all that she could manage to say to Alex was, “Really?”

“Everything is going to be all right,” he amended. “There are three other agents besides me in this room right now. Two in the lobby and two at the back exit. No one is going to let anything happen to you. Do you understand?”

Beth nodded slowly. She wondered if he was lying, but why would he? So far as she knew, everything he'd told her had been the truth.

But it didn't matter whether he told the truth. What mattered was the effect of his words. Her heartbeat slowed to the rate of a hummingbird's, and some of the feeling came back to her toes.

She wished that they'd never left the room. That this was all some big joke. That it really was as simple as him being a gigolo.

“So sip your champagne, and smile some more. Our only hope now is to keep him guessing.”

Beth tried to smile. She really did. But it seemed like her whole body was shaking. Salvatore had found her and was openly staring at her. He wanted her dead, plain and simple.

She tried to take another sip of her champagne, but her hand shook so hard that little droplets flew, misting the front of her dress.

She wasn't doing a very good job of playing it cool. She was no good under pressure. She was going to blow this whole thing. They would find her body floating in the bay tomorrow morning.

Oh, God.

Alex wrapped his fingers around her wrist. They felt warm and strong. “Just look at me.”

He propped a shoulder against the wall, and she mirrored his pose.

“Don't worry about out there,” he said. His voice was low and gravelly again. She wanted to lean in and let the sound wrap around her. “Just be here with me.”

Some of the shaking left her body.

He took the glass from her hand and put it on the table behind him. Then he lifted his fingers to her face, stroking down the curve of her cheek, and for a brief moment, her shaking turned to shivers, the kind that made her want to burrow deep inside his arms.

“He’s not coming over here, Beth. He’s staying on the other side of the room, just looking at us,” he whispered, his sexy tone rumbling through her like a physical force, but the words weren't ones that she was hoping to hear.

Well...they were. There was no way in hell that she wanted Salvatore Munoz coming toward her.

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