Page 15 of Haze of Obedience
I slap it again to double-check I felt it correctly the first time.
Yep. He's a scrumptious perfection of muscle.
It doesn't matter, Zoe.
“Stop kicking me,” he growls.
"Let me down!”
We get into the tent and he spins me over his shoulder so he’s holding me in front of his chest. In perfect Spanish, he says, "If there's anything I can do to make your stay a little cozier, let me know, my Little Diva."
My face burns with heat.
He understood everything I said about him.
He winks, sets me on my feet, and leaves the tent.
Vanessa comes up to me. "Zoe, it's like God heard our conversation. I can't believe we're getting rescued.” She lowers her voice to a whisper. “And they're all hot like we requested." She wiggles her eyebrows.
My gut drops further.
Did I get it wrong? Is he really not part of the Global Leaders?
He's a good guy?
I am in trouble.
