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I was pretty sure I turned into a blob of Jell-O with her words.
Giselle grabbed my shaft, then slowly stood. “Get naked, bodyguard. You owe me a swim.”
Laughter floated in the air as she shucked her shirt and bra, then bolted over to the water’s edge. Not needing any more encouragement, I removed my gun from the leg holster, stripped, then ran after her. Quickly closing the gap between us, I scooped her into my arms and walked into the lake. She wrapped her arms around my neck as her giggles and squeals made me chuckle. I hadn’t ever heard her so happy, and it felt damned good to know it was because of me. Never again would I let anyone hurt her.
The water lapped over our skin as it reached my chest, and I continued to hold her.
“This is where you belong. In my arms. Don’t ever doubt that.”
She slanted her mouth over mine and kissed me. “I won’t.” She smiled, and my heart warmed. I would have stayed with her forever, protecting her from the monsters waiting for us.
“If it weren’t for Ashley, I would have already packed your bags, tossed you in my car, and left with you.” I hoped my confession wasn’t too much.
“I would have gone with you, bodyguard. But this way, since my family will also be safe, I can freely give you my time and attention without being terrified that they’re in trouble.”
I nodded. “I know. It’s hard, though.” I lowered us in the water, watching as it lapped over her breasts.
“I can’t guarantee that our plan will go over without a hitch, but there’s one thing I can swear to you.”
“What’s that?” She stroked the back of my neck with her thumb.
I pressed my mouth against her ear, then made my promise to her.
37
Giselle
The water lapped against the shoreline, and the sun began its descent, painting the sky with brilliant blue, pink, and yellow hues as Zayne made love to me again.
For a few hours, I was able to forget the horror that waited for me and focus on the man that had captured my heart. When the fear was too much, I would hold onto these memories with him and remind myself that we would create more.
Once we dried off on the blanket, we dressed, then Zayne shook it out and folded it before putting it in the car’s trunk. I waited for him beneath the tree so we could speak freely before getting back into the Mercedes.
“I don’t want to go home,” I whispered.
“I know.” He pulled me into a warm embrace, and I laid my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. I pushed up on my tiptoes, brushing my lips against his. “This will be the last kiss until we leave the house again.”
“No, it won’t. If it’s okay with you, I’ll sneak a few in while you’re sleeping since there aren’t any cameras in your room. I’ll check again, though.” Zayne smiled and rubbed my back. “I’m not going anywhere, babe.”
“I suppose we should get some sleep. It was smart to make our move tomorrow instead of Friday when Donovan will return.” I tightened my hold around Zayne’s waist.
“We need to be a day ahead of him. It’s the smartest thing to do. While Marty is sleeping tonight, Sutton will loop the cameras with a false feed, which will allow us to pack your important belongings and load the car. I want you to rest until Sutton lets me know she’s hacked the camera system, though.”
“Then I have an hour to gather my things and get out.” A ball of anxiety lodged itself in my throat as I repeated my part of the plan to him.
“Yeah, but there are two of us. Just plan ahead on what you want to take. Sutton said something about moving money for you too, but she didn’t give me any specifics.”
I couldn’t help but smile. “Not only am I packing some of my belongings, but I’m taking Donovan’s millions. After all, I earned them, not him.”
Zayne threw his head back and laughed. “Leave it to Sutton to be able to pull that shit off. I wish I could see the fucker’s face when he sees all the missing zeroes in his bank accounts.”
I sighed. “I guess we better get back to the house. I’m sure Marty is wondering where I’ve been all day.”
Zayne pressed his lips to mine in a slow, leisurely kiss that curled my toes.
The gravel crunched beneath my sandals as we headed to the car and settled in. Zayne started the engine, then took my hand. Once again, his thumb traced little circles on my skin, calming my overactive nerves. A part of me was afraid to hope, but the other part could taste the freedom on the tip of my tongue.
I leaned my head back and stared out of the window. For just a few minutes, I allowed myself to dream about a new life with Zayne and what it would look like. Where would we live? Kids? Would he continue to be a bodyguard and in danger? The questions weighed heavily on my mind, but they would have to wait until after I’d made the great escape from hell.
