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“Doesn’t hurt. If the mercs track us, they’re looking for a single man and woman, not a married couple. Muddies the trail a little bit.” He looked out the window. “I see a pay phone. I want to call Vander. Anyone bothers you, come to me.”
She nodded.
She watched him walk away with that athletic stride of his. A man who could handle whatever life threw at him.
Boone Hendrix had already proven that.
“Darlin’, I don’t blame you for eyeing your man like that.” The waitress set their drinks down. “That man is a prime American hunk.” She made a humming noise.
Heat filled Gemma’s cheeks. “Ah, thanks.”
The older woman leaned in, a conspiratorial look on her face. “Tell me he can kiss like a dream, too.”
Gemma didn’t need to lie. “He can.”
The waitress pressed a hand to her heart. “Hold on to him tightly, sweetheart. They don’t make many like him anymore. I do say, he looks like a man who carries some baggage, too, though. He a cop?”
“He was in the military.”
“Ah.” The woman nodded. “When things get hot, you hold on tight. Something tells me your man needs some sweet and soft, as well as some strength. I think you’ve got all of that. I’ll get your food.”
Gemma was eating some very good eggs when Boone returned. He pulled his plate in a little bit closer.
“Vander’s up to speed. He said to lay low. And he spoke with your father.”
“He’s okay?” She straightened. “And my mom?”
Boone nodded. “Their security team has been briefed, and your parents are on their way to LA. They’re worried about you.”
She felt a wave of love. Their relationship wasn’t perfect, but they were hers, and they loved her.
“Eat up. Atlas will be desperate for his bacon soon. There’s a Walmart one town over. We’ll get some clothes for you there.”
They ate their breakfast, and Boone paid the bill. The waitress gave Gemma a wave and a wink as they left.
As predicted, Atlas was wiggling with excitement, ready to eat his bacon. The dog wolfed it down quickly.
Soon, they were back on the road.
“It’s my turn to pick the tunes next,” she said.
His lips quirked. “We’re taking it in turns? I thought the driver got to pick.”
“I’m your wife. It’s your job to make me happy.”
He shot her a look that made her skin tingle.
“I’ll do my best.”
CHAPTEREIGHT
When Boone pulled into the Shady Rest Inn just outside of Springfield, Illinois, he caught the look on Gemma’s face.
“It’s not that bad.”
She shot him a look. “Shady is the right adjective.”
“I know, but the mercs will search the good hotels looking for you. No one will expect Paul Newhouse’s daughter to stay here.”
