“I like it when you do that.”
“Beat you?”
“Smile.”
His smile softened, and he lowered his head and kissed her. A gentle kiss. Almost like he was scared to hurt her. His tongue slipped between her lips to taste her.
Too soon, he lifted his head and sighed. “We should go.”
“We should.” They needed to get back to the cabin. It was safe there. But right now, she didn’t want to move a muscle.
Zane started to rise and, as he did, she swung a leg around and got him on his back and quickly straddled him.
Her smile widened. “I win.” She lowered her head, hovering her mouth over his. “Now, we can go.”
He chuckled, and the sound was exactly what she’d been hoping to achieve.
When they steppedout of The Pit, the smile slipped from Zane’s face as reality slammed back into him. He scanned the street, searching for danger. For any signs of Monty.
His hand hovered over the Glock in his concealed holster as Bonnie exited the gym after him. He locked the doors quickly. He didn’t like being out of the safe house. But he’d needed to meet the guys and hadn’t wanted to take anyone to the cabin. He trusted Bonnie’s family, but the fewer people who knew about it, the better. And less chance for someone to follow a car there.
He slipped a hand to the small of Bonnie’s back and led her to his car, the night looking quiet.
When they were both in the vehicle, he glanced over at Bonnie to see her smiling. It didn’t quite reach her eyes though. She’d been doing that a lot this last week. Trying to be okayfor him. Probably because he was doing a shit job at pretending nothing was wrong. It was. As long as Monty was on the loose, nothing was okay.
“Have you heard from Stetson since the gym closed?” Bonnie asked, as he pulled onto the street.
They’d had to close the gym since the inmate escape. Most businesses had closed, actually. “A couple of texts here and there. I’m still paying him, so he’s probably enjoying his days off.”
She chuckled. “At least someone’s happy.”
He frowned into the rearview mirror before taking a right turn. “I don’t like that all this stuff with Monty has made us stop looking for the person who assaulted and harassed you.”
“Me neither. But maybe this has been a big enough distraction that they’ve dropped their vendetta against me.”
That would be too easy. Anyone who went so far as to cut the head off a fucking mouse and send it to her in a pizza box wouldn’t back off because of a distraction. The second this was over, Zane was shifting his attention back to finding the person.
He turned left, eyes narrowing on a car behind them. The same car that had been behind them since leaving The Pit.
He took another right.
A couple seconds later, the car appeared in his rearview mirror.
Bonnie frowned. “This isn’t the way back.”
“I need you to stay calm, okay?”
Immediately, she straightened. “Why?”
“We have a tail.”
“What?”
She was about to turn to look behind her, but he grabbed her arm. “Don’t. He’s keeping his distance right now. We don’t want that to change.”
He hit a key on his wheel and used the car Bluetooth to make a call.
Jesse answered immediately. “Everything okay?”
