Mason: The Sinner Saints #4 by Adrienne Bell

Author:Adrienne Bell [Bell, Adrienne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Military, Romantic Comedy, Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Suspense, Suspense
Amazon: B013TVO0NY
Published: 2015-11-08T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“We should go home.”

Sara blinked several times before looking up from the computer in front of her. “Excuse me?”

A slight smile lifted his lips when her gaze finally met his. He’d been sitting across from her most of the day, staying by her side as members of his team had filtered in and out of the office. He’d said it was because he didn’t want to stop working to track down where Malcolm was holding her parents, not even for a minute, but Sara had a feeling the real reason was slightly more complex.

While Mason might trust her ability to take on the head of a major crime syndicate, it was obvious that his friends did not.

But they did trust Mason. That much was crystal clear. Having him literally stand behind her gave her a credibility she wouldn’t have had otherwise.

And, though she’d never admit it out loud, her own courage was shored up knowing he had her back. There was something magical about his confidence. It seemed to rub off on whoever was around, and she was no exception.

Of course, that wasn’t the only feeling he inspired.

She hadn’t forgotten the heat that had kindled inside her when he held her tight, or pushed back her hair, or looked her deep in the eyes.

Just like he was right now.

“It’s time to call it a day,” he said again. “It’s getting dark out.”

Sara kicked her chair around so that she faced the windows.

“Damn,” she muttered. He was right. The sky had gone dark. The only light came from the buildings across from them, and the glow of the street lamps far below. “When did that happen?”

“About an hour ago,” he said, standing. He took his jacket from the chair and slipped it over his arm.

“How did I not notice?” Sara asked, taking a moment to roll out her shoulders and neck. Dang, that felt good. She wasn’t used to spending all day stuck in a chair. Her body was tied up in knots.

“You were focused on what you were doing. It happens,” he said. “You could use some rest. Come on, I’ll take you home.”

She lifted her arms above her head and arched her back. “You know I can’t go home.”

“Not yours,” he said. “Mine.”

Sara froze mid-stretch. “Yeah, I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”

“Why not?”

Oh, so many reasons. Most of them having to do with the flutter deep in her belly when he arched his brows and tilted his chin slightly to the side.

Like he did now.

Of course, she wasn’t about to tell him that. Not when she had so many other good excuses lined up.

“Because there’s still work to do,” she said, lowering her arms.

“And a whole team of people working on it,” he shot back. “People who are running on a better night’s sleep.”

“But what about safety?” she asked. “If the South Africans managed to track me to my place, they could track us to yours.”

“They won’t. I’ll borrow one of Carter’s cars tonight. One that nobody is looking for,” he said, digging into Carter’s desk and pulling out a set of keys.

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