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"Warehouse.”
I wanted a lot, but she needed to be where it was safe. Even if I wanted to take her far, far fucking away from all of this, I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t take her from them or them from her.
“Alphabet’s working on that location you requested.” Those words pulled my attention, and I finally shifted my gaze from Little Bit to Bones. His expression was neutral, his eyes cool, and his whole demeanor almost perfectly ice.
“Is he getting closer?”
“Not before we left,” he said, checking the message on his watch. “Not yet. He’ll narrow it down.”
Patience was not my strong suit at the moment. In the field? In practice? Even in surgery—the image of Steph’s surgery flashed before my eyes, and I blew out a shaky breath. “I need a minute.”
Not waiting for his response, I kept to the edge of the room and out a side door. The door closing behind me muted the sound of conversation. The darkened hall was calm, quiet, and isolated. I reached the end of the hall and leaned against the wall.
Head down, I flexed my hands, curling them into fists then forcing them to relax. The service was for Steph; the coming violence was for me.
All I could see was the bleeding in the operating room. All I could hear was the beeping of the machines ticking away her life. All I could taste was the sterile air…
Cool hands framed my face and I jerked my head up. Adrenaline spilled into my system, hot and furious. I closed my hands on Little Bit’s biceps, barely managing to not yank her away.
Her eyes widened. “Sorry,” she murmured. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
I searched those honey-brown eyes in the low light of the hall. They were wells of darkness, relaxed and inviting.
“You didn’t seem to hear—” I dragged her to me, the need to kiss her a pure, primitive need pounding in my blood. As gentle as I desired to be, the first press of my lips to hers was anything but. I devoured her mouth, and she opened to the first thrust of my tongue.
The curl of her arms around my neck and the arch of her body invited me to pick her up, cradle her slender—sometimes too damn slender and fragile—body to me. Her weight against my chest was negligible compared to the liquid heat spilling into my system.
Chocolate with a hint of strawberry burst across my taste buds, along with hints of coffee and the sweet vanilla scent that I identified with her. The smell of her shampoo. The conditioner. With every thrust of my tongue, she opened wider to me.
I wanted to touch her. I wanted skin under my hands. Some distant part of my brain recognized we were in a hallway. Lifting my head, I broke the kiss long enough to track a door, open it, and close us inside. There was a deadbolt, so I threw it and then quickly searched the room.
Empty.
Closet, empty.
There was a desk and a little leather sofa.
I ignored both.
Focusing on the woman before me, I cupped her chin and stroked a finger along her lower lip. “You are so fucking precious,” I told her because, goddammit, she deserved to hear this. “You are remarkable, courageous, fierce, and so fucking strong.”
Her lips parted and her breath came in explosive little pants to match my own.
“I know nearly every inch of this body,” I told her, trailing my fingers to her throat where her pulse beat frantically. “I looked after your bruises and your wounds…”
“Helped with my PT,” she whispered, the huskiness of her voice going straight to my cock. “Looked after me…sometimes, I think you know me too intimately.”
“No such thing, Little Bit. I was a fucking fool to push you away. I want you,” I said, not bothering to sugarcoat it. “I want whatever part of you you’ll let me have.”
Wanted her so fucking bad.
“Need you…” I admitted, and I wasn’t proud of the way my voice broke on those two words.
I needed her. The world was full of incendiary devices, and they were detonating all around us. I needed her. Needed to feel her. Needed to make her come. Needed to lose myself inside of her.
“Fuck,” I swore. “You deserve so much more than a quick and dirty fuck in this goddamn office.”
She pressed her fingers to my lips, and I sucked them into my mouth. Her eyes darkened further, if possible.
