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He grabbed AJ’s bags and motioned for the door. “Hop in up front,” he directed. “Put on the headset and pay close attention. I’m giving you the controls midway through.”
AJ swallowed hard. “Really?” The thrill in his voice eased Madison’s doubts.
AJ did so, and Mark gave Madison a big hug. “We’ll take good care of him.”
She blinked through tears. “I know.”
He saluted and jumped inside. The helicopter began its ascent, carrying AJ away and a little of her heart as well. Jordan sidled up beside her.
“Ready?” Jordan asked.
Madison could only nod.
When they turned to the elevator, Damian was standing there, suited up to the nines.
“Damian. What are you doing here?” Madison asked as they approached.
“The staff let me in. When I heard Alex was out of town, I wanted to ensure you weren’t alone.”
“She’s not.” Jordan wrapped a possessive arm around Madison’s shoulder.
Awkward.
“Oh.” Damian looked off, distracted. “Who was that?”
Like a cat on the prowl, Jordan slipped into Damian’s space, and wrapped two arms around his torso. “Why be concerned with them, when you could be tied up with me.”
He rolled his eyes. “I’m not here for you. I’m here to protect the Drake’s.” His jaw noticeably clenched. “What if there’s trouble?”
“Don’t worry,” she teased against his lips. “I have a plan. I always do.”
The elevator dinged. Because Madison had pressed the button repeatedly, with force.
Madison dashed in, followed by Jordan. Jordan’s smile was absolute sin. “Too bad. Call me if you change your mind.”
The door shut.
Madison’s brow pinched. “I thought you hated him.”
With a smile, Jordan raised a gun in her hand. “I do. I just wanted his gun.”
When the elevator opened, Jordan led Madison to her waiting sleek Mercedes AMG-ONE and revved it up. Madison got in and clicked the seatbelt, checking out the non-existent back seat. “For the record, this car is not child safe.”
Jordan smiled. “It is if the kids are behind the wheel.” She activated the state-of-the-art display panel and spoke. “Call Paco.”
The car’s artificial voice responded promptly, “Calling Paco.”
His voice was that perfect blend of hard-core professionalism and devoted care.
“Do you have the coordinates?” Jordan asked.
Paco’s response came swiftly and efficiently, his words direct. “Affirmative. It took a little doing, but I do love a challenge.”
Madison thought it through. It took Paco and every resource at his disposal to find this woman. That didn’t make sense. “Why was she so hard to find?”
“Well,” Paco started, “because her address doesn’t exist. I had to go a little unconventional to get it.”
“Like, how unconventional?”
