Page 62 of Training Rain
Chapter 11
How could he sleep? No way, not after the way she’d broadcast that thought of sex without a condom. Did that mean she was thinking about having babies with him? At once he was giddy with excitement and swamped with terror.
He really should try to sleep.
An hour later he still watched Rain’s face in the shadowy light from the bathroom. He listened to her slow, steady breathing. Every once in a while a high-pitched sigh pushed from her full, bowed lips. What was the sigh for? He had an intense desire to poke around in the pretty head and find out, but he’d made a promise and he would not break his word.
In his entire life, he’d never been so consumed by another person. He loved Rain. How was it possible to have fallen so completely? Even more amazing, she loved him too. His cock stood at half-mast for the entire night, fitted perfectly against her curved ass. Her head rested against his biceps. It should have become uncomfortable after a while, but he never wanted to let her go.
The idea of her going into danger knotted his stomach. Then he thought about how fantastic she’d been with a small percentage of her training complete, and the way she’d stood up to Kane and Tessa. He knew she’d been born to be in law enforcement. Protecting was her nature. She would always stand on the side of right.
The last time he glanced at the clock, it had read four in the morning. At five thirty he shook Rain gently. “Time to get up,cher. We have a big day.”
As if she were a cat, she reached above her head, arched her back and stretched long. What he wouldn’t give for an extra hour to delight in her body. He wanted to kiss every curve, explore every angle. It would have to wait.
Within the hour, they would be expected to be downstairs and on their way to rescue Bradly Breckenridge’s son from a mental hospital.
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The Alexandria Mental Health Facilitylooked as if it had stood on the property since the city had first been developed in the mid-eighteenth century. Ivy covered the red brick, and white columns stood sentinel on either side of the front entrance.
Rain did not block their psi senses, but he knew she was prepared to block any and all people once any danger became apparent. Jess made the guards think they heard a noise elsewhere and the five agents from the Psi Alliance walked inside the facility just after the doors opened for the day.
The nurse at the front desk asked who they were and they said doctors touring the facility. She was particularly weak-minded and Jess easily convinced her it was true.
She would even remember seeing them all wearing white lab coats rather than the black swat gear they actually wore.
As charming as the building was on the outside, the inside had been stripped of any character. Flat gray walls and floors painted in a darker shade of the same gray. Every hallway lined with bare light bulbs covered only by steel cages. White doors with numbers on the right side of each. Each door had a small window with a metal grate between two pieces of glass. Jess noted nothing personal of any kind as they traversed the halls toward room 2032. FBI Agent Blake had supplied them with the room number, though Jess was confident that he could have gotten the information from the desk nurse if it had been necessary.
“I think we have company,” Joshua said. They each had a weapon, but they were going to try not to draw them inside the hospital. The idea was to get the kid and get out.
“Who?” Tessa’s voice was soft, but confident.
“I think it’s Breckenridge. He entered just behind us.”
“Maybe he’s just visiting.” Rain’s voice didn’t seem nearly as confident as her words implied.
Jess backed up and let his colleagues continue. He would check on the senator and see what he was up to.
“You’re here early, senator.” It was the front desk nurse’s voice.
Jess couldn’t risk being seen, but he listened from around the corner.
“Have the medications I requested been administered to my son?” Disdain seeped from every word. In spite of the nurse’s attempt to be cordial, the senator sounded stern and annoyed.
“Let me just check for you.”
Jess heard the ticking of computer keys echo in the empty entrance hall.
“Everything was given to Troy this morning, sir. Do you want me to call an orderly to accompany you?”
“Don’t be an idiot. I can see my own son without any of those guard dogs. He would never harm me.”
Jess’s gut tightened. Was the patient dangerous?
“If you say so, senator, but he did break your wrist just a month ago.”
“He was upset and his medication wasn’t quite right. He’ll be fine now.”
