Page 66 of Dangerous Devotion

With a quiet sigh, she leaned away from him to meet his stare. Though his expression gave nothing away, she knew what he was thinking.

What they were both thinking.

Though they’d immersed themselves in this private cocoon, hidden from the world, it didn’t change the danger waiting for them outside this room.

The cold shadow of what they were about to face fell over them.

FOURTEEN

Henner’s glare bored into the computer screen, willing something to happen.

He wasn’t built for downtime.

Listening to the low hum of the shower and knowing that May was gaining some relaxation from the warm water was pleasant, but he didn’t have it in him to sit around the hotel room all day.

Sitting still and killing time weren’t things he did very often. When he got leave, he sometimes didn’t even leave the base in Jersey, preferring to hang around his teammates rather than make a solo trip out into the world he couldn’t easily interact with as a ghost.

After sharing the most mind-blowing sex of his life with May, they’d climbed out of bed and returned to work. She dug up every speck of dirt on Simpson she could while he shot texts back and forth with Cobra about the bugs he’d discovered in the major general’s home.

Using various photos that Cobra sent him, Henner identified the model of the listening devices he’d seen, but that didn’t get them any further in their search for who placed them there.

He and May needed to stick around the area. If they were given orders, they wouldn’t have time to waste on traveling back to the base. But right now, all was quiet on that front.

Behind the silence he felt the storm gathering, and the rumble of metaphorical thunder echoed through his bones.

The shower stopped running, and he heard another faint hum, not of the water but from May as she prepared for the day.

Through the closed door, he couldn’t make out the tune she hummed. The sound of her voice reminded him of the way she screamed his name the previous night. For several heartbeats, he drowned in images of tumbling in the sheets with May.

He scrubbed a hand over his face to dissipate the images that would play on repeat in his mind for a long, long time. Any trace of the emotions attached to those images, he locked in a steel vault deep down inside him and swallowed the key.

Twisting his head toward the long window across the far wall of the hotel room, he stared at the sliver of light peeking through the closed curtains.

Suddenly, inspiration struck. Being stuck in the town didn’t mean they were stuck in the hotel.

Pivoting back to the computer, he tapped on the keys, bringing up searches on nearby tourist spots.

By the time May emerged from the bathroom, the fresh scent of bodywash wafting on the air currents to where he sat, he had an entire list of places they could visit today while they waited for orders.

Quickly, he shoved away from the table and stood to face her.

As his stare locked with hers, his heart hitched in the same off-beats that it had the previous night.

Using slow, measured steps, he crossed the room to her. She tipped her head back to meet his gaze, and he curled his fingers around her upper arms. Fuck. Her scent drove him wild…but the urge to drag her back into bed and make her smell likehimshot through him like a meteor.

“AJ.”

He wanted to engrave his name on her. Hers was already branded onhim.

“We’re leaving.”

At his stark statement, her eyes flared wide. “What happened? Are we going to the base?”

Realizing his mistake, he shook his head and ran his fingers down her forearms to clasp her hands. “I should have stated that differently. Everything has been quiet, and we don’t have orders. I have an idea about how to spend our day.” His lips quirked in a grin.

She eyed him. “I don’t know if I like that look on your face.”

You’ll like it when I’m between your thighs with my tongue buried in your sweet pussy.

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