Page 116 of Untamed Sinner

Men spill from a side entrance.

Jake and Mason peel off.

Luke goes right.

I keep moving toward the building, toward her.

I catch a glint in the dark. Looking up, I see a window on the second floor jerk open, and a leg appears over the sill.

I know that leg—intimately. Jesus fucking Christ. “Mandy!”

Her head snaps toward me.

Even from here I see the blood. Something inside me goes very, very still.

She swings herself onto an exterior pipe, drops to a lower roof, then jumps.

I’m there when she hits the ground. She stumbles, and I catch her.

For half a second, neither of us moves.

Her face is bruised. Her lip is split. One eye is swelling. Blood streaks her chin.

Someone is going to die.

“Hendricks.” She puts her hand on my chest like I’m the one who needs taking care of.

I brush the corner of her eye gently, and she still winces in pain. I exhale. “Who did this?”

Her expression changes, a smile lighting her face. “Aw. You wanted a turn?”

“Mandy.”

“He’s dead. You’re welcome.” She pats my chest. Then she grabs the front of my shirt, yanks me down, and kisses me.

Everything stops when her mouth hits mine.

Hard.

Alive.

Here.

Mine.

She jerks back, her fingers covering her lips. “Ow.”

I stare at her.

Feeling her jaw, she winces. “That was poorly planned.”

I almost fucking laugh. Almost.

Instead, I pull her against me. One second. That’s all I can allow myself right now—one second with my face against her hair and her body against mine.

Then she pulls back, grabs my arm, and starts dragging me away from the mill. “We have to go. Ashford’s heading for the airstrip.”

The world snaps back into focus. “What?”