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"I love you," he said as his orgasm built."God, Holly, I love you."
"I love you too," Holly whispered."Come for me.I want to feel you."
That did it.Jonah came with a guttural groan, emptying himself inside her.Wave after wave of pleasure that left him shaking.Spent.Complete.
He collapsed beside her, pulling Holly against his chest.Their hearts raced in tandem, gradually slowing to a normal rhythm.
"That was," Holly started, then laughed."I don't have words."
"Good words or bad words?"
"Very good words."She pressed a kiss to his chest."The best words."
Chapter Eight
Dawn light crept throughthe motel curtains, harsh and unforgiving.Jonah lay awake beside Holly, watching her sleep.She looked younger like this, vulnerable in a way she never allowed when conscious.Her hand rested on his chest, fingers curled loosely against his sternum.
He'd killed three men last night.Broken one's neck with his bare hands while she listened from behind a reinforced door.She'd screamed.The sound had torn through him worse than any bullet.
And then she'd told him she loved him.
Jonah didn't understand it.Love was supposed to make people run from violence, not toward it.But Holly had looked at him with blood on his shirt and death in his eyes and said she loved him anyway.
His phone buzzed on the nightstand.Blake's name flashed across the screen.
Jonah extracted himself from Holly's grip and stepped into the bathroom before answering."Talk to me."
"The guy we captured sang like a canary once he realized his crew weren't coming for him."Blake's voice was matter-of-fact."The Popov family is planning one last move before they run.They're hitting the judge at sentencing tomorrow."
"Not Holly?"
"Verdict's in.She's useless to them now."
Jonah leaned against the sink.The threat to Holly was essentially over.The Popovs had moved on to their final play.She could go home.Back to her life.
Back to a world where she didn't need him.
