Page 82 of Wrecked
He slowly finished the kiss and pulled away. “Life is not fair to give this up when you taste like a cross between heaven and the best fantasy, but we need to slide out of here.”
She released his shoulder and complained, “Can’t believe we were kissing right now. You make me crazy. You can’t just do that whenever you want.”
Once again, that mouth had gifted him. He liked making her control falter. “Then I’ll do it whenyouwant.”
He didn’t give her time to say another word as he grabbed the helmet to pull onto her head and snapped the strap into place. “Let me climb on first.”
“I know that.” She sounded miffed.
“You ride motorcycles, huh?”
“Yes, and horses. I’ve ridden a camel, too.”
Sam threw a leg over the Suzuki Hayabusa and pushed hard forward to knock it off the center stand that kicked up out of the way, then placed his boots out to each side for support. Chuckling, he muttered, “Just keep gettin’ hotter.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I said to hop on.”
“Liar.” Her ring light disappeared.
He laughed and put his cap on backward, grimacing at scraping the dried blood. Thankfully, she hadn’t noticed it in the low light.
When she was in place behind him with her arm around his middle, he cranked the engine, keeping the rumble low. He couldn’t kill the headlight like on a vehicle, but the bike was positioned to leave with as little notice as possible. He eased on the accelerator and picked his way to the corner of the building then across the grassy lot.
Pausing at the end of the grass patch before driving into the open, he gave the restaurant one last check. A third police car had shown up and a dog was sniffing around.
Sam rolled on the accelerator slowly and eased the bike forward, leaning to send the motorcycle to the right toward the interstate. When he drove under the overpass, he took one last look behind him.
No sign of blaring law enforcement lights.
He patted her hand. She was getting better at understanding him and quickly wrapped both arms snugly around his middle. He took off slowly, gaining speed as he merged into traffic.
Someone was trying to kill her.
He didn’t believe W had sent that shooter because the guy failed. From all Sam had learned about W, that man would not send out one assassin without backup.
Regardless of who sent the killer, Sam had no idea how they’d located Hailey but suspected her intelligence system had been compromised. He had serious doubts that even Nitro and his team could find him after she’d switched vehicles on the way out.
Sam had a bad feeling about how this would end up with HAMR Brotherhood, especially with Logan who tolerated no one going rogue, unintentionally or otherwise.
They all knew Sam could have abandoned Hailey by now and gotten word to the team.
What they didn’t know was Sam had made a commitment to stick with Hailey. He would not leave her to go it alone.
