Page 41 of Tactically Acquired

The yellow lines skated past me down below, each of them more dizzying than the last. Was this really what it was like for stunt people? Because right now, I sort of felt like I was going to throw up.

“Hey! Eyes on me!” he shouted.

I tore my gaze from the road and forced myself to pay attention to what was happening. The muscles in my legs were cramping from holding my legs up in a locked position so they didn’t drag on the road. Too much more of this and I would be flat as a pancake under someone’s car.

But with one hard yank, I was being pulled through the window and into Craig’s lap. It took a few seconds to get properly adjusted, and a bit of an uncomfortable face-in-lap situation with the driver, but it couldn’t be helped.

“Sorry about that,” I muttered, lifting my face out of his crotch.

Craig tugged me upright in his lap and held me against his body, hugging me tight. “What the fuck were you thinking, jumping out of the van?”

“I thought you told me to do that?”

“Hell no! I was telling you I was coming to you,” he smirked. “Where the hell did you get the nerve to do that?”

I shrugged like it was no big deal. “I always wanted to do my own stunts.”

He barked out a laugh, pulling me against him again. “Hell, girl. It’s been too long.”

“Maybe now you could introduce the rest of us,” the driver suggested.

I sat back and grinned at my old friend. “Sorry, I’m Audrey Hall.”

“Audrey Leigh,” Craig corrected. “Famous actress, but to me, she’s just a really cool chick who pulled me out of a really shitty situation when I was on leave.”

The man in the driver’s seat chuckled. “Oh, man. Reese is so gonna kick your ass.”

“She will not.”

“When she sees her, she will.”

“Sorry, who are you?” I asked.

“Alec. His teammate.”

“Teammate for…”

He cocked his head at me. “I thought you knew each other?”

“Well, I knew he was in the military. I figured he would be able to pull this off.”

“Can you get in the back seat and put your damn seatbelt on?” Alec snapped.

“Geez, someone’s grouchy,” I grinned at Craig, as I crawled over the center console into the back.

“That’s just because we had to send his wife home.”

“Why did you have to send her home?” I asked curiously.

Alec glared hard at Craig. “Because someone said this was a simple job.”

“It was supposed to be a simple job!” Craig argued.

“If it was a simple job, I wouldn’t be driving down the road without my wife!”

“Oh, is she not part of this?” I asked.

“No, she is, but this was supposed to be a simple in and out. Overnight job. That’s what you said. This is not an overnight job.”

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