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For the first time in his life, he had to force himself to focus on the mission.
CHAPTEREIGHT
She wasn’t sure what made her hotter, the man or the car.
Jet squirmed on the beautiful, dark-leather seat, accented with red stitching. Okay, the car was hot, but the man was hotter.
She glanced at Cain. The night shadows caressed his face and highlighted the dips and slashes of his cheekbones. The scruff on his jaw was hot, as well.
She could imagine it scraping her inner thighs.
Crap. She pressed her legs together. If she was wearing panties, they’d be damp. She still felt his touch there. Could still hear his words.
This man wanted her, but thought he wasn’t good enough.
That he couldn’t give her what she wanted.
He could be right. She could get addicted, fall for him, then he’d rush off to save the world and leave her behind. She knew that not every grand passion had a happy ending. Look at her mom.
They took a corner, and Cain gunned the engine. Of course, he handled the powerful car well. She’d be a hot mess if she was driving, hoping not to scratch it.
She could fly a drone through a tight space, but not a car like this. Nope.
He took another corner. Fast. They zoomed through an intersection. Ahead, there was a crush of cars, but somehow he made it through.
She glanced over at him, and saw his face was tense.
“What’s wrong?” She checked the side mirror.
“We have company,” he said.
Crap. She spotted a black SUV.
“There are two of them,” he said. “There’s a silver BMW, as well.”
“Are they the buyer or my abductors?”
“Let’s find out.” He stomped his foot down and they sped forward.
Behind them, Jet saw the cars give chase.
Cain didn’t look tense or worried. He picked up speed, dodging between cars. He wrenched the wheel, and they sped down another street. Parked cars were just a blur beside them. They raced out of the street and ended up alongside the Seine. They raced along the river.
Jet pulled out her phone and hacked into the Paris traffic cams. “Got them. Running the plates now.”
Cain yanked the wheel and overtook a slow truck.
“They’re both rentals,” she said. “Hmm, it might take me a little longer to hack the rental company records.”
“Do it.”
There was a red light ahead. Cain didn’t slow down.
Jet tensed. “Cain.Cain.” She gripped the seat.
He threw the car into a tight turn and they sped over a bridge. Behind them, she heard horns honking. He turned again, speeding down the other side of the river.
“You’ll kill us,” she cried.
