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Gabriel
Clementine wanted a beach, so a beach she’ll get.
She may try to put on a brave face for others, but it doesn’t work with me. I could see the fear. The pain. This attack was not the first time someone has threatened her. I can tell. Don’t ask me how, maybe just an intuition, but I know something more is going on here.
Well played, Bishop. Going after my soon-to-be wife to get to me. Well fucking played.
But, I’ll always remain one step ahead of him. Just like with my company, every time he’s tried to outbid me on a deal, I’ve always come out on top.
This won’t be any different.
“Are we going on that?” Tennyson asks, pointing to the helicopter waiting to take off from the helipad located on the roof of the estate.
The roar of the blades is loud behind me, and I have to bend over so Tennyson can hear me. “Yes, the helicopter is going to take us to the airport where we have a jet waiting to take us to St. Thomas.”
As soon as we arrived home, I arranged everything for a short getaway and instructed Clementine to pack a bag. For once, she didn’t argue. To make sure Clementine has time to fully decompress, Faye, the nanny, is accompanying us.
Clementine holds Tenny’s hand, looking so fucking sexy in a simple blue summer dress that blows around her long legs. “Isn’t this exciting?” she asks Tennyson as we wait for the ok to board the chopper.
“I get to fly like Batman,” he says.
I slip the bag off Clementine’s shoulder and place it over my own. “Ready?” I ask them.
Tennyson bounces on the balls of his feet, trying his best to wait to jump on the helicopter.
As soon as we get the ok, we head to the chopper, and I help Tennyson up first, then Clementine, and Faye follows next.
Once we’re all settled, the pilot gives us a thumb up and takes off. Clementine’s eyes widen as she holds onto Tennyson. I grab a headset for everyone and put on my own so we can talk to each other.
“This is insane,” Clementine says, staring out the window.
“Have you ever been in a helicopter before?”
She shakes her head no as she shows Tennyson the mountains off in the background. “No, never.”
A sense of pride rushes through me that I’m able to give her this first. It’s almost like I want to impress them both. “Take the scenic route,” I tell the pilot, and he turns the chopper around so we can fly over the bright lights of the city.
The next fifteen minutes of the flight are filled with me showing Clementine different landmarks throughout the city.
“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” she says.
I stare at her and realize I’ve never seen anything so beautiful either. The way she looks right now nearly takes my breath away.
She smiles at Tennyson, pointing to something down below, and I can’t stop staring at her lips. Remembering the way they taste. The way they looked when she came all over me. I’m to the point of getting hard right now, and I try to focus on the here and now and forget about Clementine’s face.
I like it though. The carefree look she’s giving right now. Like the attack from earlier today has been stricken from the record, and she no longer has any fears nestled within her. Another rush of pride tackles me, knowing I’m the reason to take that fear from her. What the hell is going on with me?
She’s messing with my head. This whole marriage is messing with me, making me think about having all of this for real.
I need to tamper that thought down, and remember that is not in the game plan for Gabriel Prince.
“We’re approaching the airport, sir,” the pilot says. He lands us as close as possible to the hangar that holds my jet.
I can already see it on the tarmac, and we make quick work transferring us all from the helicopter to the jet.
Once we’re on my jet, I relax. I won’t ever admit that I’m nervous about these attacks, but I fear I won’t be able to get to her in time if something like this happens again. Dean and his men never found anyone at the Juniper. It’s like the man who attacked her vanished into thin air. The fact someone laid hands on Clementine turns me into some raging beast ready to fight to protect her.
When we return to the city, Clementine will have someone protecting her at all times. I wish it could be me. I wish I could follow her around twenty four-seven, and I’m not going to lie, I’d kind of like to. I should just go after Bishop Blackstone myself, let him know who he’s dealing with, and finish the fucker off for good.
