curtain. She figured it would be twice as hard for her to stay hidden with two groups looking for her.”
Rin fished her lips and thought. “Okay, after all this time why would Popov continue looking for her? Why does any of it matter anymore?”
“Now it’s more about principal for her. She has no country. No place to call home and she wanted that for your mother. Also, Popov and your father were rumored to have been lovers before she was taken captive by the North Koreans.”
A cold sweat broke out over Rin’s skin. “Oh my God, she’s here. Nate talked to her the other day.”
“Here, in the States?” he asked, whirling her around to face him.
“Here in DC. The tape! The tape you stole, where is it?”
15
L uck sprinted down two flights before he remembered Rin’s legs hurt. He turned to check on her, but she blew past him. Adrenaline was an amazing thing. They went round, stampeding down side by side until they reached his loft. He tugged the keys from his pocket and popped the lock on the chest at the foot of his bed.
“Holy shit. Is it legal to have all those guns?” Rin panted over his shoulder.
“It’s legal to have that many, but not all the types. And the RPG is a big no-no.”
“Awesome.”
He chuckled and grabbed the mini tape he’d confiscated from her the day before. “Didn’t have time to listen to it yesterday. I had to get to your place. I knew you wouldn’t stay with Nate. At least, I hoped you wouldn’t, even though it would have been safer for you.”
“Why’d you hope—”
He depressed play on the device he’d bought after he figured out Nate used them to record her, deliberately ignoring her question. He really shouldn't go there. He fast-forwarded through their morning routine and again through the silence after. When the tape played again a female voice berated Nate for the meeting location.
Yep, it had been a bad idea on the guy’s part. The conversation went on. The evidence mounted that this woman was in fact Ansya Popov. The clincher came at the end, just like Rin had said it would. Euphoria lightened the heavy weight on his shoulders.
Before he could stop himself, he wrapped his hand around Rin’s nape and sealed his mouth over hers. She tasted even better than she smelled. Pizza mixed with a delicate vanilla to drive him mad, and he didn’t even use tongue.
Luck eased back, dug his fingers into her hair, repositioned her, and went back for more. This time he teased her upper lip until she opened for him. He suctioned his mouth to her lower lip and nibbled before delving his tongue inside.
Her impatient mouth moved to accommodate him, becoming a pliant form of the woman he’d yet to fully discover. And Lord, how he wanted to discover every part, every nuance.
A bang forced him back. He reached for his gun before he realized the noise was from the tape.
“I fell,” she explained in a dreamy voice.
Me too.
His hand slipped from her hair and caressed her lips. “When I have time, I’d like to kiss you for an entire day.”
“And it can’t be today?” she asked on a sigh.
“It’s almost half over.”
“You could make up for those hours tomorrow.”
Luck brushed his knuckles over her cheek and leaned in, brushing their lips with measured ease. “I need to make a phone call.”
16
L uck stuffed his free hand in his pocket and Rin hoped it was because he couldn’t keep his hand off her otherwise. She wanted to strip his clothes off with her teeth and lick every inch of the muscled skin she’d seen far too little of. He’d enticed her the moment his decadent voice had rumbled in her ear and every moment since. Even when she wanted to sock him on the chin, another part yearned to pull him close and never turn him loose.
He speed-dialed her mother on speakerphone. She could seduce him while he was on the phone. But, she wanted this to be special. No, this was special.
He was different than anyone she’d ever been with. He was so much
Rin fished her lips and thought. “Okay, after all this time why would Popov continue looking for her? Why does any of it matter anymore?”
“Now it’s more about principal for her. She has no country. No place to call home and she wanted that for your mother. Also, Popov and your father were rumored to have been lovers before she was taken captive by the North Koreans.”
A cold sweat broke out over Rin’s skin. “Oh my God, she’s here. Nate talked to her the other day.”
“Here, in the States?” he asked, whirling her around to face him.
“Here in DC. The tape! The tape you stole, where is it?”
15
L uck sprinted down two flights before he remembered Rin’s legs hurt. He turned to check on her, but she blew past him. Adrenaline was an amazing thing. They went round, stampeding down side by side until they reached his loft. He tugged the keys from his pocket and popped the lock on the chest at the foot of his bed.
“Holy shit. Is it legal to have all those guns?” Rin panted over his shoulder.
“It’s legal to have that many, but not all the types. And the RPG is a big no-no.”
“Awesome.”
He chuckled and grabbed the mini tape he’d confiscated from her the day before. “Didn’t have time to listen to it yesterday. I had to get to your place. I knew you wouldn’t stay with Nate. At least, I hoped you wouldn’t, even though it would have been safer for you.”
“Why’d you hope—”
He depressed play on the device he’d bought after he figured out Nate used them to record her, deliberately ignoring her question. He really shouldn't go there. He fast-forwarded through their morning routine and again through the silence after. When the tape played again a female voice berated Nate for the meeting location.
Yep, it had been a bad idea on the guy’s part. The conversation went on. The evidence mounted that this woman was in fact Ansya Popov. The clincher came at the end, just like Rin had said it would. Euphoria lightened the heavy weight on his shoulders.
Before he could stop himself, he wrapped his hand around Rin’s nape and sealed his mouth over hers. She tasted even better than she smelled. Pizza mixed with a delicate vanilla to drive him mad, and he didn’t even use tongue.
Luck eased back, dug his fingers into her hair, repositioned her, and went back for more. This time he teased her upper lip until she opened for him. He suctioned his mouth to her lower lip and nibbled before delving his tongue inside.
Her impatient mouth moved to accommodate him, becoming a pliant form of the woman he’d yet to fully discover. And Lord, how he wanted to discover every part, every nuance.
A bang forced him back. He reached for his gun before he realized the noise was from the tape.
“I fell,” she explained in a dreamy voice.
Me too.
His hand slipped from her hair and caressed her lips. “When I have time, I’d like to kiss you for an entire day.”
“And it can’t be today?” she asked on a sigh.
“It’s almost half over.”
“You could make up for those hours tomorrow.”
Luck brushed his knuckles over her cheek and leaned in, brushing their lips with measured ease. “I need to make a phone call.”
16
L uck stuffed his free hand in his pocket and Rin hoped it was because he couldn’t keep his hand off her otherwise. She wanted to strip his clothes off with her teeth and lick every inch of the muscled skin she’d seen far too little of. He’d enticed her the moment his decadent voice had rumbled in her ear and every moment since. Even when she wanted to sock him on the chin, another part yearned to pull him close and never turn him loose.
He speed-dialed her mother on speakerphone. She could seduce him while he was on the phone. But, she wanted this to be special. No, this was special.
He was different than anyone she’d ever been with. He was so much
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