Page 20 of Billionaire Bodyguard

“Not giving your class or some rando professor a show.”

Reaching over, she closed the device. “Just in case. I’ve seen too many crime shows the past few years.”

“Good plan.” I shoved up her T-shirt then tugged down her bra to give me access to her lush breasts. Her nipples were pearled, begging for my mouth and hands. Cupping her, I flicked my thumb over on hardened tip while I took the other deep into my mouth.

“Oh God!” she cried, pushing into me while I sucked, my tongue lashing over a hardened peak. She grabbed my shoulders as the world seemed to shift, everything shaking.

Then something crashed over on the other side of the penthouse. An explosion from someplace below us rent the air, and I yanked back from Linzey. Holding her, I surged to my feet.

“What’s going on?” she exclaimed as the building shook. “Earthquake?”

In New York? Possible but unlikely.

I shook my head while I pulled her clothes back into place, trepidation heavy in my gut.

My phone went off. Connor. I yanked the cell from my pocket as I ran for the service door near the elevator, keeping Linzey close to my side.

“Talk to me,” I demanded.

“Explosions in the parking garage beneath the building. Not enough to bring it down. Yet. You need to evacuate. Don’t exit through the lobby. I already have a car on the way to meet you at the side service door.”

Right. Because Coval or his associates were probably watching. I had no doubt they’d see us, no matter were we exited.

I detoured to my office and opened the security panel built into the desk. After pulling out my weapons, I snagged my bulletproof vest and fastened it on Linzey.

“When we get to the door, keep your head down and close to me. We’ll have to run, but I’ll cover us and so will our pickup man.”

“Okay,” she gasped, breathless with worry. “I don’t understand. Do you think they’re after someone in the building?”

“Yes. Me.”

“What? You?” she cried as we hurried down the steps. We couldn’t use the elevator. God knew if there would be more explosives or if the first ones had compromised the system.

“Yeah.”

Another explosion rocked the building, and Linzey screamed. I yanked her up into my arms so I could run faster. At the same time, I gave thanks that the builders had constructed a solid structure or that the explosives were small. It would be just like Coval to do that. Well-placed munitions wouldn’t bring down the high rise, but would draw out the occupants.

After what seemed like forever, we reached the first-floor door to the corridor that led to the side service entrance. Placing Linzey on her feet, I shifted her behind me then drew my weapon. Cautiously, I cracked open the door then surveyed the area. Seeing it all clear, I pulled her into the passage and we rushed toward the steel outer door. I didn’t suppose that we’d be as lucky when we opened it.

Pausing, I yanked out my phone again.

“We’re at the exit. Is the car here?”

“It’s there.”

“Recon?”

“No one suspicious. Proceed with caution.”

Following the same protocol as with the last door, I cracked this one open and again surveyed the surroundings. As Connor had reported, it appeared all clear.

“Okay, little girl, we’ve gotta run. Remember what I said.”

She nodded.

“Head down; stay close,” she said quickly, the words tumbling together.

“Good girl.”

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