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My eyes grew wide as I agreed with only a nod.

We stared at one another.

Until…

He kissed me.

Hard. Full of certainty. He kissed me in a way I’d never been kissed before. Like he owned me. And maybe from that minute he did.

A second fireball lit up the sky behind us, the boom coming a second later, but I was too engrossed in Knox’s lips against mine to care.

The world right then was just the two of us and our boat. Nothing else mattered.

9

*KNOX*

There’s always a period after completing a mission when your heart beats faster as the adrenaline makes its way through your system, but this was so much more than that.

I drove, my fingers white-knuckled on the steering wheel and my gaze straight ahead. If I turned to look at Emerson, I’d pull over and take her on the side of the road. My cock ached as I adjusted myself in the seat.

“We’re going a little fast. Aren’t we?” Emerson asked, leaning over to check the speedometer.

It brought her close enough that a wave of her lavender shampoo hit me straight in the gut.

I growled.

She jerked back. “Okay, never mind. I just thought you wouldn’t want to get a speeding ticket at two o’clock in the morning. Especially since we probably smell like motor oil, and a boat just blew up in international waters.”

“You smell wonderful,” I grunted. She could roll around in a pile of shit, and I’d still want to fall asleep next to her at night.

“Well, thank you.” Emerson checked her seatbelt. “Do you want to talk about what happened?”

I slowed as we got closer to the cabin’s turnoff.

She kept talking. “We lived, Knox. I thought we’d be celebrating.”

I gave her another grunt.

“Don’t you want to go… dancing or something?”

Something told me we had different ideas of dancing right now. I pulled into the cabin’s little driveway and finally glanced at Emerson. She looked fucking amazing. Her eyes were bright with excitement. Pieces of her hair had blown free of her ponytail. The short hairs surrounded her head like a halo of light.

“You like me. Right?” I asked. I’d seen the way she looked at me when she thought I wouldn’t notice. “You think I’m hot. Right?”

Her mouth fell open, and she tilted her head, closing her lips and then opening them again. Finaly with a quick shrug, she said, “Yeah.”

I knew it.

From the first fucking moment I saw her, I felt our connection. It ran deep.

“You’re going to hold up to our agreement and come to Alaska with me?”

Her eyes widened. If she said no, I’d stop everything right this second, but if she agreed then…

Emerson gave me a slight nod. “Yeah.”

I stopped the car in front of the cabin, giving the surrounding area a quick check but not as deeply as I should have. “Then you’re okay if I take you into that cabin and fuck you until dawn?”