Page 94 of The FBI Agents Who Stole Me

Before I can say anything, he pulls me in hard. My chest collides with his, and his arms lock around me, one hand splayed across my back while the other grips the back of my neck. He’s solid muscle and heat, and for a second, I let myself sink into it.

“Val.”

His heart hammers against mine. My eyes close, and I feel everything he’s thinking. His relief, fear, possessiveness all flow through our connection.

Even in Gabe’s arms it’s hard to ignore the fear that this could turn the entire Eligere against me. Well, not all of them. In my short connection with the houses, I’ve made some friends.

“Type a message to Riley and give him the phone so he can see if there’s anything for me to use.”

He looks down at me and then slams me against the SUV and kisses me. I melt. I’m only held up by his hand around my throat. He breathes me in when he breaks our kiss. His eyes stay closed for a few seconds before he speaks.

Without looking, he takes his free hand and fires three rounds in the guard I pinned to the ground. “Now it’s your word against Frost’s.”

I don’t even blink at the body.

“I didn’t know you had a gun in your pocket. I thought you were just happy to see me.”

He laughs hard enough his breath tickles my hair. I lean into him again, unable to help it. I stare at the smile on his face.

Gabe sees it. Something in his expression shifts. “Come home with me,” he says with another kiss.

I grab the front of his shirt and pull him down to me. I press up on my toes. His mouth covers mine. It’s so possessive that I almost cave with another taste of him.

“Gabe.”

“Val.”

He exhales hard, forehead resting against mine for a second. “I fucking love you. Do not get killed. And call me.”

I kiss him once more, letting myself linger this time, tasting the cinnamon flavor that is always on his lips. When I pull back, I smile up at him.

“You know you’re going to need to hide, right?”

“Worth it if those fuckers understand what happens when they try to force my girl.” His voice is so fierce and strong. I’ve never had anyone on my side the way Gabe is. “You’re mine, trouble. No one else gets to marry you except me.”

He’s so damn beautiful, I just stare for a minute.

“Promise I’m yours, Gabe.”

He shoves his fingers into my hair and pulls me against his mouth once more. It’s a promise and a claiming more than a kiss. And I let him have it.

I kiss him one last time, quick and hard, then make myself turn away before I change my mind.

“But really, Gabe. Hide. Get Riley’s help. I’ve got a plan.”

He chuckles, watching me walk away.

My boots crunch over leaves and dirt as I hover over the enforcer’s body, I plant my boot against his back and yank my staff free. It slides out with a wet, sucking sound. Blood drips from the end of the weapon onto the leaves. I wipe it across the dead man’s jacket without slowing down.

Gabe’s touch lingers on my neck. It takes everything in me to turn and walk back to where I hid my car.

“Love you, too, Gabe.” I shout over my shoulder, stepping through the brush.

“Bye, trouble,” I hear him say, his voice fading into the opposite side of the forest.

I steel my spine and get back into warrior mode.

Time to start the next phase in my plan.