“Out of my way! I think she was poisoned.” I lift my love over my shoulder and out into the kitchen.
Upside down, she tosses her house keys at Rose. “Lock up, okay?”
Outside, I place her inside the idling vehicle and catch my breath. “Holy shit. They are too much.”
“I’m sorry. They were only trying to help.” Even as she tries to defend them, she frowns, shakes her pretty head, and closes her eyes.
“Damn girl. I think being shot in the head might be less painful than your extended family.” Jumping in the back, I kiss her until she flashes me her amazing smile.
“Fuck. Move it!” The younger of the two Seals from last night, glances in the rear view mirror and guns the engine.
As tires squeal, Sam tumbles back and grabs hold of the cot while I try to shut the damn back doors. By the time I do, Wheels makes another turn.
“Hang on.” The Navy SEAL bumps over a curb and clips a parked car.
“Shit.” Unholstering my weapon with my nose to the window, I take aim.
Her pretty blond head pops up beside me but I press it back down. “Careful. We’re being followed.”
I turn and shout toward the front. “Can you lose him?”
The Patten man grunts, runs the next red light, and races up a ramp. Going about eighty, he darts in and out of traffic. One wrong move and we’ll careen against the cement barriers and spin out of control.
When the headlights following us fall back, he ducks off the next exit, and waits. Then, we pass under the highway and proceed in the opposite direction.
“Is he gone?” Beautiful brown eyes look up to me for reassurance.
“For now.” Heart still racing, I squint out the back, and squeeze my wife’s hand.That there was too damn close.
In front, Wheels adjusts his com unit. “Packages secure. Heading for Graceland.”
“Nashville?” My pretty partner’s blond brows furrow and she sounds so worried, both me and the new man chuckle.
“No ma’am. Safe house.”
Sitting on the cot, my wife flips on the safety and holsters her gun. “Wheels, right?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Don’t any of you guys have regular names?”
“No ma’am.” Both me and my SEAL brother respond in unison and Sam laughs as we travel up the West Side of Manhattan.
We continue to make sure we’re not followed and at the George Washington Bridge, I stick my head into the front of the ambulance “Nice job ditching them. Never seen you before yesterday. You new?”
“On leave and needed a few extra bucks. If I had known Patten Securities was so much fun, I would’ve hired on earlier.” He winks at my wife and for a moment, I want to punch his lights out.
I envy the guy. He reminds me how much I miss my old brotherhood, the sense of doing something important, and of being the elite of the elite.
Like always, Sam notices my discomfort. She rests her hand on my upper thigh, the tightening in my gut disappears, and the warmth in my chest radiates to my cock.
God may taketh away but sure as hell, he giveth, too.
