camper, but considering how I was feeling when I left him, he’s lucky he has no more than a black eye and a split lip.”
The wheels bit into the gravel as they increased speed, shifting Hannah flush against Gray, so their arms touched. His bicep flexed in response to the brush of her skin. She loved the way he just tossed out a pertinent piece of information in-between the rest.
She rolled a little on her side so her breast pressed against his arm.
His muscles bunched everywhere they touched. She raised a brow, something he’d taught her when she was twelve. “You beat up your own brother?”
“Once, for putting you in danger, once for stealing from the Moms,” he paused, eyes hot as he scanned her features. “And once, for taking you on board that fucking ship so he could show off.”
When she dropped her gaze to his mouth, her own lips pulsed in response. “You hit him for the same reason twice .”
“Only because Hensley held me back,” his tone was dry.
“Don’t sound so proud of yourself! You stole a hangar, and three fishing boats, and you berated your brother? You two are a fine frigging pair, aren’t you?”
“One does what one has to do.”
“Yes. You Burke boys always did do whatever you damn-well pleased, didn’t you? Just so you know, as soon as I get this last matter resolved, I’m moving to an undisclosed tropical beach, where there are hot and cold running waiters, no telephones, and clothing is optional.” As she added the last, she had the satisfaction of seeing his pupils flare.
He didn’t reach for her. He didn’t attempt to close the scant few inches between their mouths. His expression was dark and serious, his gray eyes glittered like polished silver. “What about your dream of being a performer?”
There was no chance of that now, probably never had been a chance, only a dream. She’d grown up. Moved on. Dreamed less, and become a pragmatist. “I’ll wear my bikini and play for the beachcombers. What do you care?”
“I care-“
The plane lifted off as they lay side by side, a belt across their waists. Tying them together, when, despite the mind blowing sex, emotionally they were miles and years apart. Hannah stared up at the ceiling, tears stinging her lids. “If I hadn’t been in Ecuador chasing after Colton, I’d never have seen you again, would I? Not a damn word in three years, Gray. I guess you figured I wouldn’t notice your absence for another three, or thirty! The odds of us bumping into each other in Ecuador of all places must be – Oh, a breath over zero to zero.”
“Zero was all we needed.”
A twist of fate that neither could’ve anticipated. Knowing now what Gray did for a living, made the chance meeting more profound and precious.
She swallowed over the emotions knotted in her throat. If she believed in fate. . .
She didn’t. Not anymore. Grayson’s betrayal three years ago had brought her back to reality from the fairytales with a resounding thump.
He’d broken her heart once, but she couldn’t let this opportunity pass without letting him know she’d never stopped loving him. Asshole that he was.
Then she’d finally be able to set them both free.
It was going to be a second blow to her still cracked heart she wasn’t sure she’d recover from. But if she didn’t do this or face this, it would always haunt her. He would haunt her. As he always had. God. . . Her chest ached and her eyes burned.
She felt the wheels of the aircraft retract as the plane reached altitude. “How long’s the flight?”
“Fourteen hours give or take with refueling.”
She unsnapped the buckle. “Are you allowed to use electronic devices on this fancy plane of yours?”
“Su- Absolutely not.”
“Right answer.” She touched his unshaven jaw. He shuddered, closing his eyes as she traced his features lightly with one finger, then trailed a line from his stubborn jaw down the center if his chest.”
“Because I don’t want to have to figure
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