“We can’t leave them in here,” he told us, and Lilith giggled while bending down to pick up the man’s hands and pulling him with her back bent, trying to move him away from the growing fire.
“School might burn down before I get him out, but at least I tried!” She smiled, and I rolled my eyes at her theatrics. Fine. I’ll save the bad guys too.
I did as I had with the kids, but instead of dropping them off in front of firemen, I left them with the cops. I even got the one man who had been knocked out shortly after we entered the building.
Draco had his arms wrapped over Lilith’s back in protection as he walked her out the front doors, taking flames to the back. His skin healed almost instantly. No one would know what happened.
“Everyone okay?” Phillip stopped in front of me, and I nodded. The crew looked a bit winded but still in good shape.
“Good, hope you’re ready for this.” He looked at all of us, and then it happened. The crowd descended on us. Parents were crying out their gratitude for saving their kids, and the news people were pointing microphones in our direction, asking us all sorts of questions.
The police had talked to Phillip, and he got them off our backs, for now. The news crew was wild with this story. We were outed.
“We need to get out of here,” Draco murmured, and Phillip spoke to the cop that was nearest to us.
“All right, everyone, we need to give these people some space. I think they’ve earned it,” the cop told the people. Most of them backed up, albeit reluctantly. Some weren’t willing, but it was enough that we could get out of there.
“I’ve got to do some PR work, but you guys all go home and clean up. Nothing else you can do today,” Phillip said then gave us a wink before turning around to walk back to the crowd.
“I don’t envy him,” Draco muttered then wrapped his arms around Rose, leading her toward his truck.
“See you guys later,” Lilith shouted out to them, and they both waved at us.
I turned to look her over, making sure she didn’t have any injuries.
“You’re truly okay?” I walked over to her and lightly lifted her face toward mine with my hands on both sides of her jaw.
She had ash smears on her face, and her clothes could use a good wash. But otherwise, she was fine. That grin grew on her lips.
“Better if you kissed me.”
Who was I to keep her from feeling better? I leaned in the rest of the way, which wasn’t much, and pressed my lips to hers.
The kiss lasted for probably thirty seconds before she pulled back, grabbed my hands, then dragged me toward the Jeep.
Time to get back to the apartment and clean up. Could be fun.
“I’m driving,” she announced, the keys dangling in her fingers. My hand went to my pocket where the key was, to find it gone. She’d swiped it without me even knowing. Retired spy, my ass.
As we hit the road, I kept thinking about the ways I was going to bend her over every surface I could at the apartment.
But then we started heading in a different way than we should have, if we were heading to HQ. Instead of letting the control freak in me have his way, I sat back and waited to see where she was taking us.