Page 53 of Legal Attraction

They drove up and down the roads in the city and then ventured to the neighborhoods just outside, waiting for Rand to call.

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Rand’s car squealed out in front of the first of two black sedans and then slowed down. There was nothing they could do and no room to go around. They too slowed and then stopped. Rand left his car blocking the path and leapt out, one hand resting on his gun, running to the front door of the first car, but the one behind rammed his into reverse and that one followed suit. Before Rand could get a good visual, both cars were reversing through the garage. He ran back to his and slammed it into reverse chasing them but before he could catch up, the cars were left, doors open, with no drivers in sight.

He called firm security and the police. And then he texted Coral. “Lost them. They might be in a new car. Go to karaoke. I’ll meet you there.”

South Carolina sounded like a great idea. But not in the company jet. Where was firm security during all this? What was up with Coral’s security team? Rand didn’t trust any of them and he’d much rather show up in Charleston under everyone’s radar.

When he met Coral at the karaoke place, she stood as close as possible without being too obvious. He pressed his arm into hers and squeezed her hand for a moment. “You want to get out of here?”

“Yes. Where can we go?”

“Let’s just go to my place.”

“Won’t they know where you live?”

“We don’t even know whotheyare. I’ll keep you safe.”

She nodded.

“But we can’t stop by yours. What are you doing about your security team?”

“I’m sure the ones who are still trustworthy have talked to my dad. He is going to be furious. And he will tell us to use new phones. We should probably throw away the ones we got from them.”

“Ok, next stop, new phones.”

“I’m sorry you’re caught up in this.”

“I’m not. I would hate for you to be handling this all on your own.”

“I keep thinking the logical choice would be to go home. But I can’t. I can’t just let these people terrorize royals.” She laced her fingers with his. “I want to fight them.”

The fire in her eyes caused a slow rolling warmth to grow inside him. “Let’s do it. Together. I think Charleston might be a great first stop, ironically.”

“So, do my job and track down terrorists at the same time?”

“Exactly.”

“You make all this sound easier than it is.” She sighed and held tighter to his hand.

He felt a surge of protectiveness like he’d never felt before rise up inside.

“And I feel stronger with you. Sorry to bring you into this. I mean, I didn’t totally bring you in. We can blame the firm. The royal clients…”

“The moonlight night…” He wiggled his eyebrows.

She laughed. “The shark attack. What is our problem. It’s like we ask for this stuff.”

“Oh, we don’t ask for it, but it finds us. And you know? Sometimes these things just happen, right. Maybe it’s fate.” Rand hadn’t really ever believed in fate necessarily, but enough stuff happened while he was doing his turns in the military that he had to believe in something. They were brought together for a reason and danger or no, Coral had grabbed his attention right away. She was in every way the kind of woman he would want in his life. He just had never thought they would actually be together. Even still, the fact that she would be ruling a small island one day was a rather large thing to overcome. But for now, he’d do his best to keep her safe, and if possible, help to put a stop to all this nonsense. If their client was somehow linked like Coral suspected, then he and Coral were on the front row of helping Lucan and his team and they were needed anyway. Either way, Charleston would be interesting.

“Let’s get out of here.” He whispered in her ear and couldn’t help but think of a safer time when he might say those exact words but with an entirely different meaning.

A line of goosebumps puckered on her neck and he placed his lips over them quickly. Maybe no one would notice.

She sucked in a breath and then lifted her eyes. They were close, kiss-ably close and he looked away from her soft mouth and the slight dip in her upper lip that was begging to be nibbled. “Come on, you. We have a long drive.”

“Wait, what?”

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