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“I know. I’m sorry.” I sighed and tossed the bread to the plate, dusting off my hands. “This whole thing just has me twisted up in knots. Maybe we could give Carver a few of the flash drives without telling him where they came from. Without telling him my dad is alive.”
“We could. But if he breaks through the encryption it probably won’t take him long to figure out who they came from.”
“He’ll have to tell his superiors once he finds out.”
“Yeah, he’ll have to tell. And there will be questions. But it’s nothing we can’t handle together.”
“Do you wonder if there ever will be? Anything we can’t handle, I mean.” I took a sip of wine and twisted the stem back and forth between my fingers. “Reverend Thomas always says that God won’t give you more than you can handle. Do you think that’s true? Because it feels like over the last year or so that He’s really trying to test my limits.”
“You never ask the easy questions.” Jack took my wine from my hand and entwined his fingers with mine. “I don’t want to disagree with Reverend Thomas, and if you ever tell him I did I’ll deny it, but it seems to me God doesn’t have much to do with it. Don’t get me wrong. I believe He’s there and that there’s something more after we die. But it seems to me that one of the biggest things He gave us is choice. Back to when Adam and Eve were in the garden, right? And people make choices, and their choices snowball and affect other people.
“Everything you’ve gone through this last year has been because another person made a bad choice. And I think because God gave people the ability to make those choices, He’s not going to step in and interfere just because it may be more than you can handle. There are going to be times for both of us when it seems like it’s more than we candeal with. I’ve been there. Back when I was looking down the barrel of a gun that belonged to a man I thought was my friend. Back when the pain from the bullets was so much that I was begging to die.”
“Oddly enough, Jack, thispep talk isn’t really all that comforting.”
“What I’m saying is if I’d been alone, yeah, it would’ve been too much for me to handle. I’m not sure I’dever have fully recovered. Maybe my body would have. But not my mind. But you were there. Even though things were different between us then than they are now. You were there. And you saved me.”
I blinked the tears from my eyes and looked at him. Really looked at him. It never ceased to amaze me that he was mine. And I knew he was right. He was there. And he’d saved me too.
“You are going to get so lucky for that later,” I grinned.
“What’s this talk about later?” He charged the meal to our room and signed his name. “Now is as good a time as any.”
“I guess when you put it that way.” I laughed as I sprintedout of the restaurant and to the elevator. I punched the button and heard Jack yell, “Hey! Wait up!”
The doors slid open and Jack moved in behind me pushing me against the wall of the elevator. I couldn’t have said at that moment if there were other people on there with us or how Jack managed to hit the right button for our floor. All I knew was his mouth was hot and open against mine and his body was pressed deliciously against the ache between my legs.
“This is probably illegal,” I panted as his hand snaked beneath my shirt and palmed my breast. My eyes crossed as his thumb did something miraculous to my nipple.
“Good thing I have connections.”
The elevator doors dinged open and Jack grasped me by the hips, his fingers branding me with their heat, and he walked down the long corridor to our room. At least I hoped it was our room.
“What about the surveillance cameras?” I bit at his bottom lip and sucked it into my mouth to soothe.
“I’ll get Carver to erase them.”
“Good thinking.” My hand worked between our bodies, pulling at the button on his slacks and sliding inside to feel him hot and hard and ready. He sucked in a breath and stumbled at the touch and my back hit the door of our room.
I stroked him up and down while he swore and fumbled for the key. The door swung open at my back and we tumbled into the room, and Jack turned at the last minute so he landed on bottom and broke my fall. Blood rushed in my ears and I vaguely heard the door click shut behind us.
“This would be a lot easier if you wore skirts. I’d already be inside you.” He tugged at my jeans and I pulled at the buttons on his shirt, sending them scattering in opposite directions.
“I’ll remember that for next time.” My jeans caught around my shoes and I kicked one off along with the pants leg. I heard a rip of material and felt my breath catch in my throat as he slid smoothly inside of me.
His muscles coiled and released as he began to move, and I felt myself helpless beneath the power of his touch. My legs tightenedaround him and my nails dug into his shoulders, looking for an anchor in the storm, and I cried out as I felt the first rolling wave shudder through my body.
His eyes met mine and I watched the dark brown bleed to black as he came closer and closer to his own fulfillment.
“I love you,” he whispered against my lips. My hips arched into his and my breath hitched as another wave rocked through me, this one more powerful than the last, and I held on as he followed me into oblivion.
It took several minutes for my breath to return to normal and my vision to come back. Jack’s face was pressed against my neck and his heart still thudded rapidly against my chest. I looked at the ring he’d placed on my finger and thenkissed him lightly on the top of the head as I smiled.
“You’re thinking pretty loud,” he mumbled. “If you can think right now I didn’t do my job.”
“I’m not naming the cardiovascular system in alphabetical order if that’s what you’re implying.”
“Well thank God for that.” He lifted slightly so he looked down into my eyes, a smile tilting the corner of his mouth.
