Page 51 of The Spy Who Ghosted Me

Cash grasped the invitation to deepen the kiss. His right hand cupped the back of my neck while his left hand pressed against the small of my back, holding me steady while he administered his lethal kiss.

I held on for the ride by twisting my hands into his shirt. A sense of pure bliss washed over me as the chemicals only he could unleash hit my system, making me forget this was a temporary situation and that a terrorist or mob boss could close in at any minute on the murderer living in the house. Yet, all that mattered was this moment with Cash.

I let out a sigh of pleasure when Cash finished exploring my mouth and his lips pressed gentle kisses across my cheek over my ear.

“As much as I hate for the moment to end, we need to hurry,” he said.

Well, that wasn’t romantic at all. I was expecting some sweet nothings whispered in my ear. But it was probably a good thing we stopped before ... well ... stuff happened.

“Yeah, yeah,” I said, trying to catch my breath. “What should I do?”

“Stay in the great room and keep an eye on the front door and the kitchen just in case he comes through the mudroom entrance.”

“What do I do if he comes back?”

“Tell him you’re waiting to talk to your mom and sister.”

“What if they come back first?”

“Tell them you wanted to show me your old room and I’m just freshening up after you attacked me.”

“Ha ha. It would be you attacking me, by the way.”

“I don’t know about that. You are pretty handsy.”

I rolled my eyes but didn’t disagree.

“Sabrina, the most important thing to remember is to act natural and get out as fast as you can if Izan comes back. Do you understand?”

I nodded. “What about you?”

“Don’t worry about me; I can get out of anywhere undetected. Just go to the workshop. I don’t think your grandfather would mind shooting Izan if he had to.”

“Probably not,” I laughed.

“Okay. I’ll be out as fast as I can.”

“Good luck.” Please let him find the diamonds.

He grabbed me and planted a quick kiss on my lips like it might be our last. “Stay safe.” He rushed off toward the hall.

I grabbed the Monet coffee-table book before I took a seat on a chintz chair that gave me a good vantage point of both the kitchen and the front door. I figured I should look like I was acting casual. A funny thought came to me—I would be such an awesome spy. That was just ridiculous.

I flipped through a few pages of the book while constantly looking between the kitchen and the front door. My blood was pumping fiercely through my veins. I still couldn’t believe I’d found myself living out a spy movie. What was next? A car blowing up? A daring rescue by helicopter? Cash and I getting stranded on a remote island? Ooh, that wouldn’t be so bad. Cash probably knew all the best plants to eat and could catch fish with his bare hands and make a fire with two stones. We’d be all set.

While my imagination ran wild, I heard a car door shut outside. Oh crap. Cash had only had a couple of minutes. That surely wasn’t enough time to do a thorough search. I had to stall whoever it was. Please let it be Mama and Lexi. Except they would have pulled into the garage. Maybe it’s one of Lexi’s friends and I could just send them away.

Just in case it was Soren, I turned and dangled my legs over the arm of the chair like I was just reading a book and waiting around for my family to return. If I thought my blood was pumping fast before, I was wrong. My insides felt like Niagara Falls were rushing through them.

It didn’t take long before someone punched in the code and opened the front door. Holy heavens, it was Soren. He walked in looking dirty, carrying a helmet with a light attached to it and a pack strapped to his back.

Oh. Oh. Oh. I had a crazy thought.

“Hey, Soren,” I said as casually as I could.

Soren jumped when he noticed I was there. “Sabrina,” he said with a hint of his Spanish accent. “I didn’t realize you would be here,” he switched to his fake Norwegian accent.

Pretending like I didn’t have a care in the world other than taking down a criminal, I sat up. “I was just waiting for Mama and Lexi. What have you been up to?” I asked like I didn’t know he was wearing spelunking gear and looked like he’d been caving.

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