Page 63 of My Temptation

“What?” I asked but was once again distracted when she pressed her cheek against mine.

“He’s here.”

Confused, I shook my head slightly and repeated, “What?”

“Samson.” I held perfectly still while she spoke quietly. “He just parked in the driveway and is walking to the door.” She pulled her head back, leaned her forehead against mine, and whispered, “He’s looking this way. I don’t want him to see me.”

I took a deep breath, forcing my body to settle down, understanding everything she’d just done was to get a better vantage point to see what was happening across the street.

Clearing my throat, I squeezed the side of her neck gently. “He goin’ in?”

She slowly slid her head until she could see over my shoulder again. “Yep, just let himself in.” She smiled and leaned back a little. “He’s here. We finally found him.”

I dropped my hand and nodded slightly. “We can pull around the block. I’ll grab a tracker for his car and walk it back.”

“That’s smart.” She agreed and sat back in her seat. “Drive slowly so I can get a clear picture of his plate.”

I slowed to a crawl while she lifted her phone and took a picture of his license plate. I circled the block and parked before grabbing my bag from the back.

Pulling out everything I needed, I jerked up my chin. “I won’t be long.”

“Okay.” She nodded, but I could feel the energy coming from her. I had to admit I also felt a surge of adrenaline.

I pushed open the door and hopped out, careful to avoid the streetlights when I crossed the street. I only needed to place the tracker under his car and get the hell out. Pausing, I listened for any sounds, but when I heard nothing, I moved quickly along the side of the car and slid the tracker underneath. Grabbing my cell, I pulled up the signal for the tracker, and when I was satisfied that the signal was strong, I quietly backed away from the car. I’d just turned the corner when Mila pulled along the side of the road. She got out and jogged around the car to the passenger side, so I once again slid behind the wheel.

I’d only just closed the door when she spoke. “All good?”

“All good.” I repeated her words back. “You don’t like to drive, do you?”

She laughed. “Not usually, sorry. I grew up in the city, so I’m used to being a passenger. Plus, I think I’m more useful on this side so I can look things up while you drive.”

I pulled through the intersection but saw the smile lingering on her lips when she spoke. “I say we head back to the hotel and call it in.”

“Sounds good,” I agreed.

“Is there a limit on the tracker?”

“We have about twenty-five miles before it’ll get a little glitchy, so as long as he stays put for the night, we’ll be fine.”

“Kyle said the new hotel is about fifteen minutes.”

I took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. “We should drive there so I can see how my signal holds up. If it’s too far, we’ll have to find a different place.”

She frowned. “If that’s even a possibility.”

“What’s the address of the hotel?”

“Hang on.” She pulled her phone from her pocket and scrolled through her texts before reading off the address.

I plugged it into the GPS and began following the directions. Just like Kyle said, it wasn’t more than fifteen minutes before we saw it. Pulling into the parking lot, I grabbed my phone and checked the signal. “We’re good. He can even move around a little, and I’ll still know where his car is.”

Mila sighed. “That’s a relief.”

I pulled out of the parking lot and started toward our current hotel, happy we only had two more nights.

“Striker and Beth are going to be relieved.”

I stared through the windshield, but a smile tugged at my lips when I thought of Striker and Beth. “He’s different now. Definitely more relaxed than I ever knew him to be.”

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