Page 76 of Girl in the Water
She kissed him a little harder.
And then his control was gone, as fast as if it’d been shot from a cannon. He was probably going to hell, but he didn’t care, because he would happily spend all eternity burning in flames for the chance to kiss Daniela back.
So he did, taking her sweet mouth, feeling as if he’d been underwater for years, and was just now coming up for air. All the pain of his body was gone. He could barely even remember it. He couldn’t remember anything but her.
And that thought pulled him back to sanity.
Thiswas not the time and place.
Therewasno time and place for anything between them.
He drew away, both of them breathing hard.
She folded against him once again, her arms around his torso, her head coming to rest on his shoulder as she softly whispered, “Ian,” her warm breath tickling his skin.
His heart stumbled in his chest.
“Could you please untie me now?” Even to his own ears, his voice sounded strangled.
She took one last second. Then she moved off him and untied him, without looking at him, focused on the ropes.
While he strode to the chair in the corner to pick up the phone that Marcos had taken from him the day before, she hurried to the window. She was up and out before he could offer her a boost.
He had a harder time. His shoulders were wider, so he scraped against some of the broken glass, ended up losing a little more blood, not that he cared at this stage. Daniela was in the middle of enemy territory. He needed to get her the hell out of there.
Except he barely had a chance to brush the glass off his shirt before they were discovered. The security guard who’d interrupted Marcos’s questioning was running toward them, gun in hand.
