Page 67 of Our Lips Are Sealed
Lust sizzled under his skin, like an electrical current to his nervous system. They might be in the middle of this insane investigation, which required his undivided attention, but Liam wasn’t about to let a comment like that go.
“And we might still.”
The color in her cheeks deepened, and she jerked the wheel again to get behind Samuel. “Hopefully sooner rather than later.”
Liam groaned inwardly and shifted to hide his growing arousal, silently thanking the car’s manufacturer for designing it to have such a wide center console. The barrier served as a reminder to keep his hands to himself.
This woman was going to be the death of him.
The phone in his lap slid to the floor when he moved, and he bent down to retrieve it while taking a second to come up with a response, or at least a better response thandon’t worry, the first chance I get, I’m going to fuck you for hours.
“We have to keep this discreet,” he said, feeling around on the floor for his phone. “I can’t be accused of jeopardizing this case because I’ve become involved with you.”
“I understand that,” she replied, and he could hear the teasing in her voice. “I’m like a girl scout. I’m always prepared for anything.”
Liam’s fingers brushed against something next to his phone, and he leaned down to get a better look. Tilting his head, he saw it was a condom, with a trail of at least a dozen more leading to a pile in the back seat.
Swiping a foil square, he held it in the air between two fingers for her to see. “Obviously.”
Chapter 19
Evierestedhercheekon Samuel’s chest, wrapping her arms around him. She understood his need to go to Ben, but that didn’t mean she cared for the fact that he expected her to stay behind.
“Please don’t place yourself in harm’s way.”
“I won’t.” He kissed the top of her head. “I’m not going to stay long. There’s only so much we can do and only so much I can say to calm him down.”
Thunder rumbled in the distance, and they turned together to look beyond the porch at the bayou.
“Is that a good thing?” she asked.
“Rain is good, but it’s still coming from the north, which is bad.”
Because of the road closures, they’d taken the long way home, and on the last stretch, Samuel had gotten a call from Ben saying the winds were shifting, bringing in gusts from the north. The change in direction meant the flames were expected to head towards the gulf and deeper into Firewater territory.
From around the side of the house, a policeman appeared, and Evie smiled, thankful to see a familiar face. Callahan, the officer who had helped her search her room on the night of the break-in, nodded in greeting at them.
“I’m going to check the cottages, and it shouldn’t take me more than a few minutes.”
Where there were once four, only one remained, with the other three officers having been called away to assist with possible evacuation efforts.
She and Samuel watched Callahan walk to Shepherd’s Bayou. “I’m supposed to believe that one cop can protect you?”
She was also a little nervous about the lack of officers but had chosen to put her faith where she could. “I’m going to arm the security system as soon as you leave,” she replied. “Plus, we have our very own FBI agent inside, and Abe.”
A muscle in Samuel’s jaw ticked. “Abe is holed up in the office watching the news footage on the fire. He wants to go to the control line so badly.”
This fire was hard on Abe, too. He’d put his whole life into creating the gardens at Firewater, especially around the town square. When they returned to Haven, he and Samuel argued over whether he should go to the control line. In the end, Abe lost the debate and was staying at the house.
Lifting on her tiptoes, Evie laid a kiss on Samuel’s mouth. He hadn’t bothered to shave, and she shivered when stubble grazed her skin. “Abe will get over it and come to understand that you’re just trying to keep everyone safe. He and Cohen will act as our bodyguards until you get back.”
“Yeah, maybe,” he mumbled. “And don’t rely on Cohen. He’s too busy to pay attention.”
Cohen had commandeered the library, making calls to various people while he waited for Ty and Dee to arrive with his things from the townhouse.
“We’ll be fine,” she said. “Ty will be here soon, and I bet Selah will arrive before you return.”
Samuel didn’t look so sure. “Make Selah stay if he does. He’ll want to go to the line with us, but don’t let him.”
