Page 34 of Saving Mr. Norcross
With a grunt, his hold loosened. That was all she needed. She shifted and snapped an elbow up into his nose. There was a sickening crunch of cartilage. With a groan, he let her go and lurched backward.
And found himself facing a lethal nightmare.
Vander grabbed the man. He tossed the guy to the floor, and he skidded several feet. Vander advanced, looking like something out of a horror movie. His face and shirt were bloody, and the rest of him was coated in light-gray dust. He bent over and slammed an unforgiving punch into the man’s face, then another and another.
The guard fell back on the floor, struggling to stay conscious. Vander kept punching. Relentless.
“Vander.” She grabbed his arm. “He’s down.”
She pulled him around to face her. His eyes were black and enraged.
She pressed a palm to his cheek. “I am damn happy to see you alive.”
He yanked her to him. “I knew you’d come. I was fucking terrified.”
“I was terrified for you.”
“You shouldn’t have come here.”
She rolled her eyes.
He made a rough sound, then his mouth slammed down on hers.
Brynn slid her hands into his dusty hair and kissed him back with everything she had. The taste of him filled her, his heat and scent wrapped around her. Her mind finally accepted that he was alive and okay.
When they broke the kiss, she kept her lips pressed to his. “You worry about me, but I worry about you too.”
He gripped the end of her ponytail and tugged. “No one worried about me before you. Everyone knows I can handle myself.”
She smiled. “I’m pretty sure your mother did.”
“She worried about me never getting married and giving her grandbabies.” His hand pressed to her stomach. “You shouldn’t have risked yourself.”
“I can handle myself. I need you to trust that.”
He lowered his head and pressed his forehead to hers.
“I didn’t rush in here unprepared,” she added. “You know I’m careful. And I had help.”
Vander looked over at Justin. The other man was helping Rhys to his feet.
“Thanks, man,” Vander said.
Justin dipped his chin. “I swear I didn’t know she was pregnant when we first busted in here.” He glanced at Brynn. “But she’s a badass. An unstoppable force.”
Brynn lifted her chin. “Thank you. Now, we need to get the hell out of here.” She looked around. “What the hell happened? Did Navarro’s men set off grenades?”
Rhys snorted. “That was Vander.”
She stilled. “What?”
Vander cleared his throat. “It’s not important now, we need?—”
“We got trapped in a lab,” Rhys continued. “Navarro’s making drugs. Vander rigged some chemicals to explode.”
Ice slid into Brynn’s veins. She turned to stare at her husband. “You mixed deadly chemicals to cause an explosion…?”
“Brynn, it worked out fine.”
