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Maybe he can help. Maybe for once you don't need to do everything on your own.
And I was tempted. So very tempted to just reach out and take the help as it was being offered. But I knew how that would end up. Owed favors. And you never knew people's motivations for wanting to help you.
“Come on. Out with it, Kaya.”
“Would you be quiet and let me think for just a moment?”
I angled my head to peek around the alcove we were tucked in, and I could see the bald head of one of the men searching the crowd for me. Over Saint’s shoulder I could see the other hallway with two dark-haired men looking for someone. It had to be me.
All this time I had lived quietly. Been nondescript. Lived a perfectly bland life. Then one night, theone frigging nightI stand out into the light from the shadows, this happens.
She was right all along.
My mother hadn't made up the threats that constantly plagued us. There had been a point in my teen years when I was convinced she'd made it all up. That there was no danger. She wasn't being chased.
And thinking back to that, I'd been a teenager desperate for a solid foundation. A place to call home. I'd said some things that I could never take back. Calling into judgment her abilities as a mother. And all that time she had not been lying. That boogeyman in the dark was here now. He was hunting me. And I had seconds to make the right decision.
Saint switched our hold as he pulled us from the alcove and turned us down a darkened corridor, once again tucking meaway from prying eyes. “Talk to me,” he begged. “You clearly need help, and if you would just tell me what’s happening, I could help you. If you're in some kind of trouble, you need to say so. Clearly you can't run from them in a cocktail dress in heels. You're in trouble. Let me—”
Again, over Saint's shoulder I could see the tall man checking the alcove where we’d previously been hidden.Shit. Shit. Shit.He was absolutely looking for me, and I was out of options. There was nowhere to hide. All because I'd come looking for Connor Lohman. Because I hadn't been able to resist the urge to speak to him. One little misstep and I had led him and his men straight to me.
My gaze met Saint’s. “What are the chances you won't take this the wrong way?”
His brow furrowed. “What do you mean the wrong w—”
I didn't wait for the rest of his question. I just pulled him close, angled my head, and planted my lips over his, slipping my hands into his hair and tugging him forward so that his whole body covered mine. I knew this way we would look like a passionate couple that had slipped away for some much needed alone time.
I knew we would be instantly dismissed, hiding in plain sight.
What I did not know was the way the electrical charge would shoot up my spine, sending bursts of awareness and tingles to every single nerve ending, making me pulse all over, particularly between my thighs.
What I did not know was that despite the sardonic twist of his lips, I could never have guessed that Jasper Saint knew how to kiss like an absolute pro.
After a shocked gasp, he growled low in the back of his throat, dug his strong hands into my hair, fisting it ever so gently, then adjusted my head just so and dove in with licks intomy mouth and the scraping of teeth. He backed me up to make sure I felt the full press of his thick erection.
There was no thinking now, only feeling and a desperate scramble for purchase. But there was none to be had. Just a straight down tumble into the abyss of lust and desire. Holy fucking Christ, the man could give lessons.
Suddenly, he pulled back, his body still covering mine. “Fuck me.”
Instead of shooting back a biting retort about how no one would be fucking anyone else, all I did was sway into him and inhale deeply. His scent wrapped around me, giving me that same cocooning sense of peace.
It took several moments before my brain cleared and I shook my head.
Jesus, Mary, and all the shepherds, what this guy was doing to me I couldn’t afford to let happen.
I took one unstable step backward, and Jasper was right there, leading with his lips as if he meant to kiss me again. And if I was being really fucking honest, I totally wanted to let him.
But you know better.
Yes, I did know better. I took one more wobbly step backward.
I shook my head, and lifting my chin, I met his gaze. “Thank you for the distraction. But it's time I got going.” And then with a quick glance around to make sure none of the goons were even searching in this direction, I sidestepped Saint’s underarm, and went out the exit.
Straight into a shadowy hulk.
CHAPTER 5
KAYA
