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Damn.
He’s got balls for wanting to tango with a very pissed off former SEAL, I’ll give him that.
Only, tonight, his balls aren’t half the size of mine.
“Delia, hold on,” I whisper firmly.
It’s all the warning I give her before I rev my engine and stomp down on the pedal, flooring it.
The guard shouts something incoherent after us, and then there’s nothing but the screeching crunch of metal on metal as my truck plows through the gate.
Delia yelps and bursts into tears, covering her face as the noise swallows us.
It seems like a full minute to the open road, where I pray there’s nothing loose hanging off my truck.
We’re roaring down it like a bullet when she surprises me.
She starts laughing until she’s red in the face.
“What’s so damn funny?” I whisper, trying to decide where the hell we should go.
I start heading toward the coast, planning to get the hell out of the city, wondering if this joyride broke something in her pretty head.
“It’s nothing,” she says, wiping at her tears. “I knew we’d be in trouble if our parentals ever found out. But I never thought we’d knock down the gate and go on a chase! How many laws did we just break? How long before Evie sics a police helicopter on us?”
Shit.
I’m starting to realize that’s a real possibility.
I also don’t know the answer.
All I can do is reach between us and clasp her hand.
I don’t let up till we’re almost fifty miles outside the city, parked in a hotel lot, ready to see if they’ve got any spare rooms.
So far, no cops, but I’m sure it’s just a matter of time.
Fuck me.
This isnothow I imagined my last night in heaven before I’m bound for hell.
* * *
An hour later,we’re holed up in a cheap room with peeling paint and a rattling AC on full arctic blast, and Delia says she still feels like she’s melting.
I’ve got her on my lap, stroking her hair, doing all I can to calm her down. We made a brief stop for fresh clothes, shorts, and t-shirts so she wouldn’t have to worry about fleeing in that mangled dress.
Of course, she’s panicked.
The poor girl hasn’t ever dealt with the law before, much less being a possible accomplice to property destruction. If my mother sweet-talks Bruce into sticking her with that.
I hope he’ll hold the line.
Regardless, I’m planning to take the fall.
I’ll shell out the money to replace Bruce’s gate myself.
With the big raid coming up, a good word from Sexton or Mr. Strauss will be enough to put any real consequences on hold till I come home. Operations that involve national security have their advantages.
