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I know. I'm scared too. I'm scared of what could happen to her if we don't catch whoever did this. If we don't keep her safe.

I lean in closer to her and whisper, "I won't let anything happen to you, Sloane."

She opens her eyes and looks at me, reallylooks at me. And for a moment, I see something there that makes my heart race.

Desire.

She wants me too. I can feel it.

Her scent spikes...and in that moment, I'm done for.

Before I know what I'm doing, I'm leaning in and pressing my lips to hers.

Her lips are soft and warm, and I feel her respond to me. Her hand clenches mine, and I deepen the kiss. She tastes like a lightning strike, like that hint of ozone after a storm.

I can't get enough of her.

I pull away reluctantly, resting my forehead against hers. "I shouldn't have done that," I whisper.

She shakes her head, her eyes still closed. "Don't...don't stop."

I'm powerless to resist her. I kiss her again, harder this time, and she moans into my mouth as her good hand comes up and grabs my hairhard. Of course she's demanding--she would be, with how she's defied expectations her whole life. She opens her mouth to me and I accept the invitation, our tongues tangling together as she moans softly.

I pull back again, looking at her. She's so beautiful, her hair tousled around her face, her lips swollen from our kisses. Her eyes are bleary, though, and I get the horrible feeling that this is only happening because she's still under the effects of the morphine.

"You're not in your right mind," I say as she tries to kiss me again. "The drugs..."

"I don't care," she breathes.

"Sloane..."

"Please, Nate. Just...don't stop."

She kisses me again, and I'm gone. The last of my resolve crumbles as her nails rake down my neck. I'm undone, and the heat of her body against mine makes me want to sink inside her and never come out.

My mouth moves down to her neck and I kiss her sensitive skin, feeling her pulse jump beneath me. I press down on her shoulders and she obliges, lying back against the hospital bed. I kiss her again, pressing my advantage.

And then I hear the door open.

"Whoa..."

I jerk my head up to find Milo averting his eyes, staring directly at the floor.

"This isn't what it looks like," Sloane blurts out.

"Uh...yeah, of course," he says. "Senator Ashford, you're welcome to indulge in whatever pastimes you enjoy, I'm not here to judge."

Sloane flushes bright red. "What is it, Milo?" she asks, clearly trying to move on.

He clears his throat and brushes his hand back through his dark hair. "We're getting ready to move you to a more secure location," he says. "The hospital got a threat."

Chapter seven

Milo

Ittookallof twenty-four hours for us to completely fuck up this operation.

I really thought we had the perfect team--two tough Enclave alphas, and me to keep things in line. Of course...to make this work, it would have been necessary for the guysnotto fall for the omega we're supposed to be protecting.

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