Page 62 of The Reluctant Siren
Damn. They’d always been in synch.
The sound of tires crunching on gravel made every muscle inJensen’s body go tense, and he reached for the gun he’d placed on the bedsidetable the night before.
“Harlow, get in the…” When he turned to order her to hide inthe bathroom, he noticed she already had a gun in her hand, the sheet wrappedaround her body.
A brow rose over her eyes. “Get in where, Jensen?”
Yep. That was a trap he needed to stay out of. “I meantNiall. Buddy, you should get in the bathroom. Harlow, watch my six.”
Those gorgeous eyes rolled. “You watch my six.”
She strolled out.
“I am not hiding in the bathroom.” Niall followed her.
He had lost all control.
He hoped they weren’t about to lose everything.
ChapterEleven
Harlow felt the weight of the Beretta in her hand asshe eased down the hall.
She wished she had on some undies, at least. She might beabout to go into a gun fight with a threadbare sheet as her only clothes.Technically it could be a sheath dress, but it was proof of her shame.
Was it shame? She didn’t feel ashamed. She felt…relaxed.Like super relaxed. Muscles that had been stiff for freaking years now feltlike jelly. Except for her trigger finger. That was ready to go since they wereapparently about to be invaded.
“Who knows we’re here?” Niall asked in a hushed tone.
“No one should,” Jensen said from the back.
It wasn’t like the house was big. It was pretty tiny, sothey were close together as they moved toward the kitchen. The smell of baconhit her nose and then she was pissed because she was freaking hungry, and didshe get to eat the delicious-smelling food that she did not have to cookherself? No. She had to deal with potential assassins. And he made coffee. Damnit. She worried about coffee, and Niall had made sure she had it and now shemight die.
It felt unfair. She kind of wanted more than one night withthem. Oh, she told herself she didn’t care and it had been all stress relief,but it had been good. Like spectacular. The absolute best sex she’d ever had,and she wanted more.
It did not feel like she was going to fuck them out of hersystem. It felt dangerous. Like she was going in the opposite direction andfucking them into her system more.
And last night she’d decided she was going with it. Oh, shewas still going to walk away at the end of this, but for the time they werestuck together she was going to play her role and enjoy it.
“We got rid of all the phones,” Niall whispered as hefollowed her into the living room. The place was quiet and dark. He’d openedthe shades in the kitchen but kept the living room closed up. “All we have areburners. Is there any way there’s a tracker on my Jeep?”
“I would suspect there would be one on mine, but not yours,”Jensen replied. “They didn’t know you existed until last night.”
There was one tracker she hadn’t thought about. Damn it.“It’s in my upper arm.” She lowered her gun. “If that’s my dad, I’m going tolive in the fields with the cows.”
“What do you mean it’s in your arm?” Niall asked.
“You let them chip you?” Jensen snorted as he snuck a peekout the window. “Not your dad, but also not anyone we’re going to murder.”
There was a knock on the door. “Hey, Har. Let us in. We’vegot your shit, and I picked up some donuts. Gigi is worried, and she wouldn’tlet me come alone. Neither would your sister.”
Ruby. She flicked the safety back on the gun and opened thedoor. “How?”
Ruby flashed a grin. She was looking fresh and happy thismorning in her jeans and T-shirt and leather jacket, her curly hair in aponytail. “I hacked Big Tag’s system, of course. He tried to give me some BSabout how if he wasn’t giving your dad your location, he couldn’t give it toanyone. So I took it. See, guys. She is obviously fine.”
Her cousin’s eyes were wide, and her sister stood backslightly.
Greer had a suitcase in her hand that hopefully includedunderwear and a bra. “She obviously has joined the club. Like The Club club.Uncle Julian should have named it better. When I heard who Jensen was, Iworried you were going to commit murder. I’m glad you didn’t choose violence,sis.”
