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“Stop smirking.” My nipples go hard at the sexy look he gives me. “And stop thinking about sex. This isn't the time. I’m mad at you.” Right. I should totally be mad at him. He kept all these things from me. But, then again, he didn't lie though. He’d even teased me about the spy stuff and part of me knew. I kept testing him in small ways.
“Even with my smirk and sexy thoughts, you’re coming with me.” He doesn't say it like a question but I answer him.
“Of course I am.”
He pulls into a small airport I didn't know about. Not that I ventured out much to know about airports, but this isn’t the big main one for our city. He pulls right up to a good-sized plane. Or at least I assume it’s a good size.
“Grab our little brat.” He jerks a thumb at Jinx.
“Jinx! Oh, God!” I forgot about him for a second. He is safely in a bulletproof case but still I’m guessing he wants out. He’ll have to wait until we’re on the plane. I can’t risk him running off beforehand. He’s going to be extra bratty for the next week. I know it. My door opens as I grab Jinx’s box then follow Heath to the plane.
I wait for panic to come, but it doesn't. His fingers tangle with mine as we go up the stairs together, and he greets the pilot with a firm nod.
“This isn't what normal planes look like,” I mumble as we take a seat in these giant recliner things. I put Jinx in one of his own, opening the case so he can jump out. He quickly hops away and moves a few seats down from us. If looks could kill. He curls up with his face turned away from us. Giving us the ass. Yep, he’s a pissy kitty. Heath reaches over and buckles my seatbelt before sitting down and fastening his own.
I’m having trouble getting comfortable. I think the reality of everything is finally setting in. I feel restless and keep repositioning myself in my seat.
“Something wrong, tigress?” he asks.
Wrong? I’m not sure that’s the right word. Being with him never feels wrong. In fact, it’s when I feel the most right.
“We need a first aid kit.” I look to his shoulder.
He pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it away before leaning down and pulling something from beneath his seat and placing it in my lap. I open the box and see I have everything I might need or at least what I know how to use.
“We’re taking off.” I glance at the pilot, who is now standing next to us.
Heath gives him a nod.
“Where are we going?” I try to start tending to his shoulder, but I have no idea what I’m doing. Heath starts to help me.
“Here. I’ll show you how to do a neat stitch.” He doesn’t even wince when I dab alcohol on the neat bullet hole. “I’ll take you anywhere you want to go. We can start over.”
I don’t feel like I’m starting over as crazy as this all is. I actually feel like I’m just beginning.
“I love you,” I say. My eyes meet his. “I just want to go wherever you’ll be.”
“Already there,” he tells me before leaning down and taking my mouth in a kiss. A kiss that says it all. I will never be without him again. He’s made that more than clear today. Nothing could take him from me. Not even an army of assassins.
EPILOGUE I
HEATH
A few weeks later
Water laps onshore in slow waves as I adjust Lena’s umbrella.
“Hey.” She wakes, her sweet smile perfect.
“The sun almost touched you.” I try to sound stern, but her white bikini with the cherries all over it makes it especially difficult.
“You’re here to save me from that mean old sun.” She reaches up and strokes my cheek.
I kiss her palm. “More sunscreen?”
She groans. “You’ve already lathered me down twice. Aren’t you tired of it?”
“Never.” I lie beside her on the wide sunning bed.
