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He checked the building to ensure they were the only two individuals within before setting her on her feet. He did not, however, release his hold on her.

“Let go of me,” she snarled.

“No,” he replied, flattening them both against the front wall, so he could get a look out the window.

Zara reached down and bit his hand, drawing blood. “I said, let go!”

Noah barely noticed the wound. “And I said no. You might thank me for saving your life… again.”

“I might, but I won’t. If you hadn’t followed me, I probably wouldn’t have come under fire.”

“Did you miss the part where they were already shooting up the airport? You’re the damn target, Zara. Something you found or know, combined with whatever is on that thumb drive, is dangerous to Fariq.”

“What are you talking about? It’s Springer who’s trying to kill me.”

“No, it’s not. We need to get out of here. I have an SUV about six blocks from here. Can you run that far?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” He stopped only long enough to press a brief, angry kiss to her lips. “Then, shut up and follow me.”

They burst from the other side of the building and ran. Several shots rang out, but they were putting more and more distance between themselves and the shooter. Finding a hole in the fence, they slipped through it, running toward the scooter. Their luck was improving. It was still there. Clambering aboard, Noah gunned the small engine and headed for the SUV. They bumped over the cobbled streets and through alleyways until they reached Noah’s rented vehicle.

Noah wasted no time hustling her into the passenger seat before going around, jumping behind the wheel, then driving away from the turmoil behind them.

Chapter

Eleven

Zara watched Noah as he drove silently toward some destination she knew nothing about. She couldn’t help the way her arousal had spiked when he’d stormed onto the plane. Her thoughts had all tumbled together. It appeared as though the tranquilizer hadn’t done any lasting damage. God, he was sexy. How had he found her so fast? He looked good enough to fuck on the floor of the hangar. Her nipples were beaded and being rubbed in a not-so-good way by her bra. If she took her bra off, maybe Noah would rub or suck them in a very good way. The bulge in the front of his jeans indicated he was happy to see her.

“Noah?” she said quietly.

“What?” he snarled.

No doubt about it, she had definitely provoked the beast. He was majorly pissed. A warped and completely inappropriate thought entered her mind, and she gave it voice before she could stop it.

“What part are you planning to bite?”

“What?” he asked in a confused tone of voice, glancing over at her.

“The last time I bit you, you told me that if I did it again unless it was out of passion, you’d bite me back and in a placemore sensitive than my hand. I was just wondering if you’d given that any thought.”

“The only thought I’m having right now is how to get you safe enough so I can welt your ass for this stunt. And don’t you doubt for a minute it will happen. Nasty-tempered, foolhardy, pigheaded vixen.” He took a deep breath. “Are you all right?”

“I suppose that depends on how serious you are about taking your belt to my butt.”

“I don’t make idle threats, sweetheart. Once we’re safe, you and I are going to have a long and painful discussion about your behavior today. We’ll need to be able to hole up for a few days as you won’t be able to sit or walk when I’m done with you.”

“Ghazil,” she said, concerned. “If they knew about my flight…”

“We’ve already moved Ghazil.”

Noah continued to put distance between them and the airport. He was headed for the harbor. Before they could continue their conversation, the phone rang through the car’s audio system. Noah used the hands-free feature to put it on speaker.

“Taylor.”

“Noah, it’s Avery. Are you secure? Do you have Zara? We’re getting conflicting reports coming out of Mykonos.”

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