Page 39 of Hiding Rose
His lips were warm and hungry when they reached mine. I responded with the same fever, hungry for the sensations I get when I’m lost in him. He held my face, tilting my head to give him better access to my inner sanctuary.
“Ahem,” Niko said from the doorway and we broke apart like two high school kids caught in the band room hallway making out. Sawyer winked and stood, giving Niko room to work. I noticed he didn’t make eye contact, probably because he was trying too hard not to laugh.
He slipped the brace back into my shoe and set it out for me to put on. Once it was fastened on again he asked me to stand and put weight on it. I followed his instructions, answering his questions about if it still pinched and if it held the foot tight enough. Once I assured him it felt better, and I would call him if it changed too much or pinched somewhere else, he stood.
“I’m going to head to the store for a camera, but Kate is working on the flyer and there’s a security guard standing at the door. He will walk you anywhere you need to go, and here,” he handed me a black and yellow walkie-talkie, “is your best friend until we catch thisdak.”
I accepted the device and raised a brow. “Do I want to know what that means?”
He shook his head. “Sorry, my Russian is showing again.”
Sawyer laughed. “Maybe you can teach me some of those Russian swearwords. They might come in handy in the kitchen when I don’t want anyone to know what I’m saying.”
Niko pointed. “Anytime, buddy. Except right now, I gotta fly so I can get the camera installed before tomorrow. My boss won’t be happy if something happens to the lady,” he said bowing, and when I tried to smack him, he ran, laughing the whole way.
Sawyer tugged me up and out of the chair and finished the kiss he started earlier.
