Page 45 of Restrain Me


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Her eyes meet mine, and she almost looks shy as she admits, “I like Cami. No one calls me that.”

“Then I’ll call you that from now on.”

Her mouth curves up, and I’m blessed with a gorgeous smile.

We step out of the pantry, and as she shuts the door, I say, “Let’s order in and watch a movie. I think you can do with some relaxation after today.”

“Sounds good.”

Camille heads to the living room, where she left her purse, and digs her phone out.

I’m a couple of steps behind her when the windows shatter. Without hesitating, I dart forward and tackle Camille off her feet. She hits the tiles with a cry, and my body slams hard against hers.

“Keep your head down,” I order with a growl.

More windows shatter as someone blindly shoots into the penthouse.

Thank fuck I kept the curtains closed.

The shooter probably saw her silhouette and took the shot.

“Max,” she whimpers, her body jerking with every shot fired into the apartment.

“I’ve got you.” Moving next to her, I capture her terrified gaze. “Stay down. I’ll be back in a minute.”

“No!” Her eyes widen as more fear darkens her irises. “Don’t leave me.”

Not thinking, I grip the back of her head and press a kiss to her forehead. “You’re going to be fine. Just stay right here. Don’t move an inch.”

Her chin trembles, and for the first time since I’ve guarded her, tears escape her eyes. Shakily she nods to show she hears me.

Her gaze remains glued to me as I move into a crouching position. Another spray of bullets hit, then I dart up and run toward the kitchen.

Three.

Two.

One.

Dropping, I slide the last couple of feet behind the island in the kitchen, and opening a drawer, I pull out the Magnum I’ve placed there. It has an average range of a hundred yards, and with my experience as an assassin, the shot will be child’s play.

Bullets hit the counters, the fridge, and the entire wall leading to the living room.

“Max!” Camille screams.

“Stay down, Cami!” I shout.

As soon as the shooting stops, I’m up and running to the light switches. I flip one after the other, throwing the penthouse into darkness.

Moving to the shot-up curtains, I carefully peek outside. I spot the shooter on the rooftop of the building across the road and quickly scan the area.

“Max?” Cami whispers. “Where are you?”

“I’m here. Just keep still while I deal with the problem.” I walk to the kitchen and open the door. It only takes a second before a shot is fired in my direction, but I keep low as I creep out onto the terrace. Cami has a small jungle out here which I use for cover.

In a crouched position, I hold my weapon ready. I close my eyes and mentally focus on where I saw the shooter on the rooftop.

I let out a breath, and leaping to my feet, I aim and fire three rounds.

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