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This will all change when we get back home, but for now....
“Stop looking at my ass and listen to me,” she says, frustrated, and I laugh.
“Okay,principessa.What’s wrong?”
“We’re officially out of all food products,” she says with a huff. “You’ve got to make a supply run.”
“Really? We’re out ofeverything?”
“It wasn’t as well stocked as the other place,” she argues, and I stand up and stand behind her, looking into the fridge.
She’s right, there’s nothing in there but condiments.
“We can’t eat ketchup for dinner,” I say. “I guess we used the last of the eggs this morning?”
“Your fault, you make the best eggs,” she grumbles, and I lean down and kiss the crown of her head.
“I’ll go out and get more supplies before dinner. Don’t worry.”
Aurora looks up at me. “You take such good care of me.”
She looks cute, and for the first time, I notice that there’s freckles marching across her nose. It makes my heart clench, and I look away.
It’s been four days since we got to the new safehouse, four days since the car chase, and I think things are fairly safe. Marco doesn’t know where we are, even though he’d tailed us from the first safehouse.
“Everything is going to be fine,” I tell her as she bites her lip, looking into the fridge.
She smiles, turning to me, and I put my hands on her hips. “I know it is,” she says gently.
“You just hunker down and I’ll be back in a bit,” I tell her. “Any special requests?”
“Bread and peanut butter,” she says eagerly. “I miss peanut butter sandwiches.”
I laugh. “Fair enough. What about chocolate?”
“Nutella,” she says.
“A fair point,” I muse, and scribble it down on a nearby notepad along with beer and other supplies we might need.
She waves to me at the door and my breath hitches in my chest. What if this is the last time I see her? What if Marco or his men are hiding out somewhere, biding their time, waiting for me to leave the house?
I pause outside the door. “Get dressed,” I bark. “You’re coming with me.”
She blinks at me. “I’mwhat?”
“You’re coming with me,” I tell her, walking back inside. “We’ll get you some real clothes, too, but for now, wear these sweats and a hoodie, put all your hair under a cap.”
“That’s a lot of hair,” she muses, but does as I say without complaint. She looks cute, all undercover, and I kiss her nose again before taking her by the hand and leading her to the car.
I don’t feel safe going to the corner store, thinking that somewhere in public will be better, so I go to a big box store further up in the small town that we’re staying in.
“Why did you want me to come with you?” she asks, something odd in her tone.
“Maybe I’d miss you,” I mumble.
“Really?” she asks with a grin.
“No,” I confess, laughing. “I just was worried that Marco might have someone waiting outside. I want you with me so that I can protect you.”
