Page 2 of Hunted Innocence

“Hey, Nadine.” His voice is smooth as honey.

I can’t help but wonder if his tongue would feel the same way… against my clit or any other part of me, but especially my clit.

“Hey,” I breathe, and I know that my cheeks are bright red. Anything about this man makes me nervous and hot.

I need him to go away or something because I cannot be trusted to act like a normal human around him. I have never been attracted to any other man before, but with him, it’s different—I’m different.

Grayson always has an easy smile, and his eyes look directly into mine. It’s almost like he can see into my soul. And I want to bare it all to him, every part of me, inside and out.

The other men who are part of Securus are just as attractive, but there is something about Grayson.

My direct boss, Theron, is sexy as hell. He’s also so intimidating that I find myself running away from him at any given moment—scurrying. Now that he’s married and his wife,Lucille, is around here all the time, I see a different part of him. I’m not as nervous around him. But before her—scary.

I’m lost in thought about Theron and Lucille when Grayson grunts. Blinking, I look up at him. He’s on the phone, then he hisses and turns his head. I follow his gaze and see Vaughn walk through the hallway and into the room, following the same path as Grayson.

“Merrick and Collette are on that list. A price has just been put on their heads.”

My whole body stiffens. I know exactly what he’s talking about, and Vaughn must notice because his gaze flicks to me instantly, and his brows shoot up before he jerks his chin toward Theron’s office.

Vaughn is another one of the guys who intimidates and scares the shit out of me simultaneously. He wouldn’t ever hurt me, but his eyes are dark, and I know he’s hiding massive secrets that I know I don’t want to know anything about.

Grayson’s eyes shift to meet mine, and he dips his chin before backing away from my desk. I watch as they slip into Theron’s office without another word, and I use that moment to slip the burner phone out of my purse to call my brother.

“Brody, it’s me. There’s a problem, and I need your help.”

GRAYSON

I’m notsure how I feel about the fact that I don’t know Nadine at all. I thought I knew the essentials, and there wasn’t much else to know. I knew where her apartment was. I knew her smile, her eyes, and the way her cheeks turned pink anytime she looked at me.

But I didn’t know shit.

Married.

She’smarried.

Separated for years but still married, nonetheless.

I’ve been dreaming about fucking a married woman for months, and now I find out that not only is she married, but her ex is also part of the ATF. Then there’s the major secret that her fucking brother is head of a one-percent motorcycle club.

What else?

Oh yeah, said ex is sniffing around and trying to get her back, which means that ATF is looking at us closely. Something we don’t want any part of, especially with all the shit that’s happened as of late.

So, fucking shit, this is getting thick, and I’m not sure we want to wade into any part of it. But we’re already in the goddamn thick of it, so we don’t have a fucking choice. This is absolutely not what I want to be involved in.

Our connection to the Bellucci family and all that drama with Merrick’s woman, Colette, with Ravet and all of the above. The last thing we need is more government heat on us. I’m fairly positive they won’t find anything related to Securus. We’re damn good at what we do, but that doesn’t mean there isn’tsomethingto find if they dig deep enough.

There’s more to this story, and I aim to figure out what it is. Standing at the edge of the sofa, I look down at her, watching her. Nadine is fast asleep. The safe house is the best place for her. I know it is, which is why I’ve brought a bag of my own shit here because there is no way I’m letting her stay here alone.

Not until I know everything.

Every fucking detail.

But as I watch her sleep peacefully, I can’t help but think about being inside of her. We’re going to have to do that sooner rather than later. Because I can’t stop thinking about it, thinking about her.

But right now, I’m pissed off about this whole situation, and it would be an angry fuck. As fun as those are, I’m not sure it would be good for the first time… maybe the second. I don’t want her to be tethered to some other man when I’m inside of her, either, so there are definitely things that need to be worked out.

When her eyes open, her breath hitches before she pushes herself upright. Then her wide eyes meet mine, and we stare at one another for a long, silent moment.

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