Page 65 of Mated to the Enemy
“Move out,” Klaue said, and the attack team filed out of the room, leaving the two of them alone.
“You don’t have to come,” he said quietly. “We can do this without you.”
Just like she’d given them one last chance to back out, Klaue was taking one last stab at protecting her. It was sweet. But it wasn’t going to work.
“This is my sister,” she said fiercely, meeting his eyes, letting him see the emotion in them. “My little sister. It is myjobto protect her. I left her behind once, Klaue. I’m not doing that again. Now get your ass in the lead vehicle and help me bring her home.”
“Yes,Ma’am!” he said fiercely, without an ounce of sarcasm, standing tall.
Jessica gave him a smile and then went to move around him and join the others. Klaue shuffled to the side, blocking her path.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Kissing my good luck charm,” he growled, snatching her from the ground with one hand around her waist.
She tilted her head back, relishing the warmth of his lips as he touched them to hers. There was a slight urgency that she’d never felt before, borne by the danger into which they were walking. She could feel the fear in him, the fear for her, and she kissed him back harder, letting her body do the talking, letting him know she wasn’t going to do anything stupid on the raid. Her kiss showed she had every intention of seeing him in their chambers a few hours from then, once everything was all concluded and they were home safe.
“Save it for later,” she said, giving his crotch a grab as she felt it stir against her. “You’re going to need it, trust me.”
Then she slipped from his grasp and left the room, grabbing the paper and her bag on the way. The time for sitting around doing nothing and ass-grabbing with Klaue was over.
It was time she got her fucking sister back.
