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“Si, si,” he says, his eyes on her breasts. I’m sure he’s visualizing me fucking her.
I’m tempted to punch the fucker. Instead, I toss him the keys and wink as I lead Isabelle into the five-star hotel.
I’m aware I’m armed to the teeth, and we don’t exactly look like tourists, but then again, many don’t when they first arrive, so I stick to our story as we check-in.
After pulling out some big notes from my backpack, the manager is called, and he suddenly finds us a lovely suite on the top floor.
Once we have our room key, we quickly stop at the hotel shop and grab some tourist clothing and toiletries. Then head up in the elevator.
“This isn’t going to fit you.” Isabelle holds upthe I heart MexicoT-shirt and eyes my chest.
I smirk and lean my hip against the wall. “Think you know my body, do you?”
She splutters. “I’ve—”
“I know what you’ve done, and unless you plan to do more of it, you need to keep those heated eyes off me,” I growl softly. Because I need to fucking concentrate.
She spins around and pushes the floor button several times as I grin. Moments before the door opens, she turns back around and surprises me with her announcement.
“We can’t...be intimate anymore. Not anymore.”
My left brow lifts slowly.
“I mean it,” she says and exits the elevator.
Liar.
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TWO HOURS LATER, Ihave a burner phone, two suitcases, and we’ve bought a handful of tourist-appropriate clothing.
Isabelle was right. The T-shirt didn’t fit. I looked like I was dressed for a Pride Parade.
Her words, not mine.
We took an Uber to the local mall and zipped around, getting everything we needed, and then raced back to the hotel.
Unpredictable behavior.
Isabelle showered and changed into a white sundress. Then she collapsed on the bed and is now snoring her head off. It’s the first time I’ve seen her in clothes she’d be likely to wear. The first time we met, she was in a bridesmaid’s gown, then borrowed clothes from the Garcia employees.
She’s beautiful.
Too beautiful.
I know I need sleep, but I’m staring out the window as if a bomb is about to explode. If we’ve been spotted, it might.
I need to get us a new vehicle.
The hotel doesn’t know it yet, but they’re keeping my Jeep. I never intended to take it with me when I left this undercover gig, and buying a new car is not smart.
So, we’ll be borrowing one.
As in car theft.
I walk over to the bed and stare down at the young woman who has entrusted her life to me. Not that she had a choice. I brush a strand of wet blonde hair off her face, and she stirs gently.
