Behind the Veil by Nolan Kathryn

Author:Nolan, Kathryn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: That's What She Said Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2019-06-20T16:00:00+00:00

26

Delilah

My first recognizable thought was: total darkness.

A second earlier I’d twisted the closest doorknob and prayed like hell it was open. It’d been a long time since I’d chased a suspect down a shadowy hallway without a second thought. And those times I’d had handcuffs and a warrant. I didn’t even have a weapon on me tonight—Abe had been nervous about museum metal detectors going off.

And now my palms were on the closet door—my back to Henry’s chest—his hands boxing me in. The only sounds were our labored, panicked breathing. I found the doorknob, engaged the lock.

My ear went to the wood. I heard footsteps, striding away.

“I think she’s gone,” I whispered.

When I turned my head, our mouths almost connected.

Henry’s words came back to me: You’re the most beautiful woman in this room, Delilah.

“Of course she’s fucking concerned. She expected a job to get done.” Sven’s voice barked right outside our door.

Henry wrapped one arm around my waist.

“Not tomorrow,” Sven growled.

Henry and I were breathing in perfect sync.

There was a horrible, piercing crack against our door. My head snapped back.

“I’ve got you,” Henry whispered.

“What did I just say?” Sven’s voice was dangerously low. “And I’m not afraid of her.”

A bizarre laugh threatened to force its way from my chest.

And then I heard the most wondrous sound in the world: Sven also walking away.

Henry and I collapsed against the door in relief.

But his arms stayed wrapped around me. And pressed to my ass was a cock as hard as steel.

“I think the coast is clear,” I managed to whisper. “We should probably go now.”

“We should.” The reluctance in my partner’s voice was its own aphrodisiac. Henry reached in front of me, covering my hand with his on the doorknob. “We should definitely go.”

Whatever space I’d landed us in was pitch fucking black and soundless, set adrift from our brightly colored reality.

“Unless,” I said, voice trembling, “we’re the kind of fake married couple who sneaks away to fuck in a closet at a gala.”

He didn’t say a word. But a hoarse growl came from his throat as he shifted his hips against me.

And the slight brush of friction was enough to make us both gasp.

But I turned the doorknob, even as my baser instincts screamed for me to stay. Cracked the door open an inch.

“Why the hell would they be back here? There’s nothing except conference rooms and utility closets. Tell Jim he’s a fucking idiot. They’re still in the audience.”

“Shit,” I hissed, clicking the door shut as quietly as I could at the last second. I spun around and Henry landed hard against me, flattening my back to the door. “It’s the guards from the front.”

“And all I know is if Karen fucking finds out, we’re all fucking fired. So open all these doors and search each room, assholes.”

Sounds of collective grumbling floated past the door. But no one pulled it open.

Yet.

Henry and I were face-to-face in the dark, every inch of our bodies together, like our slow dance. The difference

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