Page 24 of Shadow of the Moon

“Yes,” she agreed, letting her mouth brush along his own. “I’m sorry, Devlin, for not believing in you.”

He kissed her then, open-mouthed and hungry, and it was one of the sweetest, hungriest kisses she’d ever been given. Her heart thudded with everything he’d told her, and she felt like the lowest of the low not to have believed him. Devlin was a good, kind man at heart, and she’d completely shoved all that aside in her blind support of her corrupt agency.

The thought of all that they’d lost. Their relationship, their marriage, the house they’d bought together. All gone.

So that the agency could have a little more information.

Anger and heartache burned through her, and she knew she had no right to enjoy his touch, his kiss, as much as she was, but she couldn’t help herself. He’d been everything for her for so long, and then he was gone…

The squawk of a police siren jerked them apart and spun them around in their seats.

“Fuck!” Devlin snapped, his eyes going to the rear-view mirror. “I’m going to have to run. We have no documentation…”

Something seemed different about this stop. The cop wasn’t behind them, he was pulling up the side. “No, I don’t think we have to. Roll your window down.”

A Wyoming State Trooper pulled along beside them. “You folks all right?”

“Yes, sir,” Devlin said immediately, forcing a smile. “I apologize. We haven’t seen each other in three years and I had to kiss her.”

The trooper laughed and waved a hand. “Interstate isn’t the place to do that. Take the girl to dinner.”

“Yes, sir,” Devlin laughed, and watched as the trooper pulled away.

They shared an incredulous look before Devlin put the car into gear and they carefully pulled back into traffic.

“That was too close for comfort,” Amberly breathed. “We need to get going anyway. Next big box store you see, stop. I need a burner phone. Or three.”

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