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“You really like him. Don’t you?”
The truth was not something I couldn’t hide, even from myself. “I do.”
“Then have a wonderful time together. Stop worrying so much.”
I took another few deep breaths. “Thank you for looking out for me.”
“Always, girl. Who knows, maybe I’ll finally get you on that double date after all.”
“Never,” I teased.
“What wickedness have you two been up to?” Her cooing voice made me laugh.
“Sharing dinner in a beautiful town before embarking on another leg of our trip. Champagne, smoked salmon. Fresh fruit.”
“He’s spoiling you.”
I thought about the way he’d introduced the champagne, my mind ticking away. “Find out what you can about Diamondis wines.”
“Never heard of them.”
“I haven’t either. Phoenix wanted me to taste a particular champagne.”
“Okay. Why don’t you just ask him?”
“It’s a game we’re playing.”
Elizabeth chuckled. “A mystery man with hot sex. What could be better? I’ll see what I can find.”
As soon as I ended the call, goosebumps popped across my arms. He was here, his possessive nature on overload. I took a deep breath, my skin tingling.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” The deep timber of his voice created a wave of desire more intense than before.
As I turned around, I let the ugliness of my thoughts go. “No, but that’s entirely okay by me.”
“Then we need to get going.” When he scanned the store, my heart raced. What was he searching for? He touched my arm, narrowing his eyes. “We don’t want to miss the train.” As he guided me from the store, pressing his palm against the small of my back, I felt both safe and in danger, which was an explosive combination. While I didn’t think he’d hurt me, I had a gut-wrenching feeling that being with him put a target on my back.
But exactly who was the enemy?
Phoenix hustled me to the cab, taking another five seconds to study the surrounding area before climbing inside. “Step on it,” he told the driver. “Train station.”
“Yes, sir.”
As the driver pressed his foot on the accelerator, Phoenix crowded closer. The heat of his body was oppressive, my mind spinning with thoughts of lust and questions that I doubted would be answered. He kept his hand on my knee, the grip firm, his touch searing every nerve ending. Just being near him kept the embers ignited.
He glanced at his watch three times, hissing after the third. “This will be tight.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make us late.”
The way he slowly turned his head, shifting his gaze to my lap was a clear indication of his filthy thoughts. They undoubtedly matched mine. I couldn’t wait to rip off his clothes. What was wrong with me? Was I finally able to enjoy myself, excited at the prospects? Or was the dangerous mystery the reason for my complete arousal?
The cabbie flew around a corner and by that point, Phoenix was sitting on the edge of his seat. Then he jerked out his wallet, pulling several bills into his hand. I was able to see the wad of money he carried. There was no reason for that to surprise me, but it did.
He tossed the money onto the seat in front of us. “Drop us off as close to terminal seven as possible.”
“You got it,” the man said, staring into the rearview mirror as if he recognized Phoenix. The cabbie pulled to a screeching halt in front of the building and Phoenix wasted no time throwing open the door, grabbing my hand, and whisking me from the car.
I could hear train whistles in the background. “We’ll need to run,” he told me.
