Page 179 of Runaway Hearts: Seduced by Danger

“Hey,” I mumble, trying not to let my jaw drop at the sight before me.

“Hi, love. Did you sleep well?”

“A big brute disturbed me in the middle of the night.”

A sniff comes out of his nose.

His eyes are shining this morning. Sleep did us a lot of good. I cast a few glances at Kai’s dirty hands, his focused eyes, and his gun in pieces on the small desk beside the bed. I pause my breathing as if it could help me stamp every detail in my mind. The way his blackened fingers work over the pieces, the wrinkles around his eyes when he concentrates, and that fucking edible pout. Watching Kai clean his gun is an enormous turn-on. The beast inside of me stirs as I observe him.

“Fuck, that’s so hot,” I let out.

He blinks, and heat creepsinto my cheeks.

What the hell?

The way he looks at me changes.

“Did you let me sleep for a long time?” I ask, trying to redirect my thoughts.

I’m imagining Kai saying a bunch of dirty, rowdy things, and my panties can’t take it anymore. My nipples harden, and my face burns even more.

“Only an hour. We should get going soon,” he replies.

“Right.”

I sit up in bed, and his gaze lingers on my bare shoulders, tracing the thin straps of my tank top, barely holding up my breasts. I bite down on my inner cheek.

“You’re beautiful this morning.” His throaty voice rasps my ears and brings a searing heat to my stomach.

Why am I still so shy?

The intense heat between my thighs is overpowering and undeniable. “Thank you.”

I slip out of bed, and my breath catches in my throat when I hear him groan.

Damn it.

I need to make a quick pit stop in the bathroom to freshen up and change. Then, it’s imperative that we hit the road without delay.

As I exited the bathroom, Kai surprised me by standing in the doorway and crashing his lips onto mine. My heart races, my hands tremble, and my skin prickles as he slips his tongue into my mouth. He raises his hands, trying not to touch anything or dirty my clothes.

I break away from the kiss, but he comes back for more. Our days in Nay flash through my mind like a movie, but we can’t linger here.Every time we have, it almost led to our deaths. So, I trip him over my leg and walk past him with a smile. It’s time to go... now.

Kai gets up as best as he can, trying not to dirty everything with his hands. He’s so freaking sexy with messy hands. The idea he could leave fingerprints on my body sets fire to my mind.

We must get out now before I throw him on the bed. He has a mischievous demeanor, making me feel quite naughty. No more machine guns in his eyes.

“How much longer with your gun?” I ask.

“Give me five minutes.” His voice sends tremors rocking on my hips.

“I’ll pick up our things.”

“We have a long drive ahead of us,” he says, preparing his weapon.

I hold back a sigh of pure feminine bliss in the face of his all-too-obvious virility. With a gun in his hands, he’s the sexiest of all my fantasies. Sleep repaired some faulty parts of my brain.

“We should get going,” I remind him and myself.

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