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“Everything okay?” he asked.I must have done a shit job.
“More than okay. I’ve got to go,” I said and then hung up.
I held my breath while I waited for him to call back, but he didn’t. A stunt like that would be an easy way to blow someone’s cover. So was an unplanned phone call like that.
“Who is calling you at one in the morning?” Adam asked. Suspicion clouded his face as his eyebrow raised high over his right eye.
“A client of mine. She’s on a special program, and she’ll call at all hours of the day or night and ask if something is okay for her to do. She’s had prior health issues, so she’s super cautious,” I lied. I immediately felt guilty about the lie, and the others I told Adam while building my cover. That had never happened before. Usually I felt no remorse for them; it was part of the job. Why was this time different? Was it because deep down I knew Adam was a good guy and not an enemy?
Maybe I felt guilty because I was using him. He and his friends weren’t my target. I was here to supervise and take down a field office of FBI agents. I wasn’t here to help them with their mission, just to keep them out of trouble while I worked on mine. The fact that I had to sell them a cover story felt weird. He was an ally, I should be able to tell him the truth, but I couldn’t.
“That’s strange…” he said. He sounded skeptical, and a worried knot formed in my stomach.
I let out an annoyed laugh. “Tell me about it, but she pays well. The cash is worth the weird calls, even in the middle of the night.” I shrugged my shoulders as if I didn’t understand the make-believe-client’s ways.
Our cloud of lust had disbursed, retreated back up into the atmosphere—and we both started to sober up. I felt another pang of remorse. I wasn’t quite ready to end the night.
“Would you want to go on a walk to get some fresh air?” he asked. Maybe he didn’t want it to end either?
“Yeah, I’d like that.” I let out a relieved sigh. “Let me get dressed and put on some flip flops.” I dug through my suitcase and found my sandals. I pulled off my heels, and I swore my feet sighed in relief.
I slipped into soft shorts and a silk spaghetti strap top. With my feet in comfortable shoes, we left the room and made our way down to the lobby. There were stragglers left over from the wedding, but I didn’t see any of Adam’s friends.
Instead of walking on the beach, we began to walk down the road that led to our resort, along with some of the other resorts on this part of the island.
“About earlier, I’m sorry,” Adam said.
“What are you sorry for? I had a great time,” I said and meant every word. It was more than a great time. I’d fucked lots of men, but none of them possessed the skills that man had with his tongue. Not to mention, he was the first man who was rough, but there was no real threat behind it. He was rough because he liked it that way, not to scare me.
“I feel like I took advantage, we were both drinking, and I let it get to my head,” he said. I took a moment to study his face, and I could see that he was being sincere. He looked riddled with guilt.This man might be perfect—that’s the scary part about him.
“Adam, honestly, it’s all cool. I have been attracted to you from the second I saw you in the airport…” That was a lie. It was from the second I saw his picture online, but I couldn’t admit that. “I really wanted to do what we did, and I wish we had been able to finish it.”
“Really?” he asked. He turned his face to look at me, to see if I was sincere.
“Really.” I gave him a small smile, so that he could see I was in fact earnest with my words.
“Can I take a rain check on that?” he asked.
“I’ll be absolutely furious if we don’t finish what we started at some point,” I answered with a grin. I wasn’t here to manipulate his heart—I really did want to ride him. I wanted to hear him groan my name and feel him pull my hair as I made him cum.
I sighed at the cold breeze, which helped cool down my thoughts, which were starting to run away with my perverted brain.
“Did you have a good time at the wedding?” he asked.
“I did. Your friends are cool.” That answer was the truth; they did seem pretty cool. They reminded me of a few agents that I knew—ones that didn’t judge me.
“Yeah, they’re assholes, but they’re mine,” he said with a grin. I could feel the love he had for them from here. It was a type of friendship I had never really experienced. It was something that I’d only heard about and seen in movies. It was a brotherhood that came from surviving the fires of hell in combat together. I wasn’t jealous of what he had to do to form those bonds, but I was jealous that he had them. My time in the Navy hadn’t given me anything of the sorts.
A horn honked and brought me back to the present. We were half a mile away from the sketchier part of the island. Cars zipped past us, headed to and from the resorts. Headlights blinded me as I heard the loud echoes of gunshots pop off. A surge of adrenaline hit me. It took only a second to assess—the shots weren’t fired in our immediate area, but close enough that we could run to the crime scene. They came from straight ahead, the sketchy part of the island.Go figure.
Adam’s muscles tightened—the result of that fight-or-flight instinct. He would never run from a fight; he’d run straight to it. However, he was escorting a woman who needed protection, and he had no idea that in most situations, I was the wolf in sheep’s clothing; I was the one offering protection. I saw his hesitation in how to react.
“We need to check that out,” I barked in a calm but firm tone. It was an order, not a request. I felt myself slip back into my training. I curled my toes tight in my sandals to make sure they’d stay on as I sprinted in the direction the shots came from.
I heard the sound of Adam’s footfalls behind me. His size made it hard to run as quietly as I could. He was a mountain of muscle. I made quick work of the half a mile between us and the source of the shots. Even my flip flops hadn’t slowed me down much. Adam stopped right beside me. He looked at me with confusion as we listened for signs of activity that would tell us where shots were fired from. It only took seconds to hear a woman wailing and for us to follow the sound.
My heart raced in my chest. It didn’t matter how many similar scenarios I had been in, my body’s reaction was always the same.Sometimes you can’t overpower biology and evolution.We turned a corner and saw a man lying in an alley. He was flat on his back in a pool of his own blood. His hand desperately clutched his side.
