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She went on her tiptoes and inspected his face. The scar was very small, but she kissed it and went back down to her soles. “I’ve never had to prove my strength as a man.”
He crossed his arms and admired her figure. “No, as a woman, which might be harder.”
Mica had her post-pregnancy body, but inside her skin she was still the girl she’d always been. “Why do you say that?”
His muscles flexed like they had a mind of their own. "You run your own company, had a baby, fly airplanes-“
“And helicopters,” she said. Granted, it wasn’t the most impressive thing, but they were her favorites.
He smiled brighter. “And helicopters, but your mother kept introducing you to bad men. I don’t get how a smart, independent, strong, and beautiful woman might ever think she needed that.”
Her mother would probably disapprove of how Mica’s body ached for this man’s touch, but she had no choice—Mica wanted him. “She didn’t know Ali would try to kill me…and we all need someone to trust.”
“I suppose.” He leaned against the small kitchen table. “But if you were a man no one would question your abilities to run the company without a male at your side.”
She wrapped her arm around his back, wanting to be more than friends. “I knew I liked you, Rocco.”
He stood taller and stepped away. “I’ll go and get dressed now.”
She called out to his backside, “Running away?”
He stopped and faced her with confusion. “I’m doing what you want.”
She ignored the zip in her veins as she took a step closer to him and looped her finger in his belt loop at his hip. Maybe this was too much but her heart raced and she licked her lips as she asked, “What I want?”
“Yeah.” He nodded but didn’t pull away.
She directed her attention at his lips. This wasn’t her, not really. It was only here with Rocco that she could be so direct. “Then kiss me again.”
For a moment she feared he’d hate her or leave or run. She was never this, well, bold. But then his lips claimed hers and it was like fireworks in every cell of her body.
Rocco was the first man she’d ever wanted like this, ever.
Chapter 10
Breaking News. The police manhunt has been called off. More information will be available later.
Rocco’s heart stopped fast in his chest. What had he just heard?
If he was ten years older, he’d probably be dead from the words.
Off? That made no sense.
Unless this was a trap.
The police must know where he was and any second he’d be carted back to prison.
Why else would there be such a lie on the radio?
Behind him Mica clapped. He turned as she said, “Well, that’s good news.”
The zaps in his heart were more like warning shots now. The danger being over for him couldn’t be true. He swallowed. “Why do you say that?”
Her black dress clung to her long legs in all the right ways as she strode toward him. This time the spike in his pulse was entirely her doing. Her high heels clicked against the marble floor. She reached the counter and let her hand fall right beside his. “They probably caught who they were looking for or realized their own mistake. Either way we’re not going to be bothered, so let’s turn it off.”
Mistake? He’d stormed out of the prison. He’d waded through the sewer after digging a tunnel, and none of that was on accident.
If he stayed much longer in one place, chances of him being caught rose greatly.
