Page 185 of The Broken Note

One woman groans, “That’s so romantic.”

“Ma’am, I need you to focus,” the security guard says.

“He’s talking about me,” I mumble.

“What?” He arches a bushy eyebrow.

“I’ll be waiting for you in front of the information desk on Floor 3. If you’re still in the airport, meet me there in five minutes.”

“Where is that? Where’s Floor 3?” I shriek.

The security guard finally seems to catch on and he motions to me. “This way.”

I scramble behind him as the giant man clears a path for me and squawks into his walkie. “Referring to the Code Adam, I have the target in custody. Repeat, I have the target in custody. We are en route. Hold the train.”

He tugs me through the crowd and I notice there’s a train waiting for me.

“Boyfriend?” The security asks as he helps me onto the carriage.

My heart races and I feel a zing of excitement. “Fiancée.”

The security winks. “Congratulations.”

I smile distractedly at him and grab the bar of the train as the doors close. The three minute travel between floors is the most nerve wracking of my life.

When I step off the train, I’m surprised at the sight of another security guard.

“Brahms?” She points to me.

I nod.

“Get in.” She motions to the golf cart waiting near the train.

My eyes double in size.

“Quickly.”

I jump on and my head snaps back immediately as she takes off like a race car driver. We weave through travelers, zipping across the airport.

Finally, she stops in front of the desk and juts her chin. “I love a good happily ever after.” She winks. “You kids be happy.”

I grin and glance toward the information desk.

My breath catches in my throat when I see him. Steel giant. Broad shoulders. Eyes like the setting son and a mouth that’s crafted for absolute bliss. A worried frown mars his handsome face but it disappears when he catches sight of me, replaced by gratitude, regret and wonder.

“Brahms.”

I hop out of the golf cart and start running.

CHAPTERFORTY-SEVEN

CADENCE

My arms close around his neck and he catches me soundly. I look up into eyes of fire and golden sunlight. The numbness that consumed me peels away until it feels like I’m standing in the sun.

“Cadey.”

“What are you doing here?”

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