BINGO.
2!
His breath fans over my lips. His eyes flicker closed.
Everything slows.
The neon lights. The pounding music. The countdown, now a distant hum.
He leans in?—
So close.
So deliciously close.
1!
HONK!
The moment shatters.
Before he can react, I knock his gun away, seize my own, and bolt like my life depends on it.
Alex stumbles and curses, his balance thrown.
I cackle like a maniac, breathless and victorious, as I sprint into the dark maze.
“You’re gonna get it!” his voice booms behind me, reverberating against the walls.
Adrenaline floods my veins.
Weaving through the dimly lit corridors, neon graffiti blurs past me, and the bass of the song pulses in my chest.Operation Distract and Destroyis off to a successful start.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are.” His voice echoes through the maze, deep and taunting.
I bite my lip, cheeks flushing.
Damn him.
“Come and get me, big guy!” I shout back, my voice shaking with excitement.
I hover in place, torn between staying hidden and making a run for it. It’s too dark. My eyes are still adjusting to the shifting neon glow. If he catches me here, I’ll be cornered.
Not happening.
I risk a peek through the tall window, my pulse slamming against my ribs.
Clear.
I exhale sharply, forcing my legs to move. I push off the wall, slipping from cover, checking both sides before sprinting through the next opening.
The second I stop behind another barrier, I hear it.
“Elena.”
His voice is closer now.Too close.
There’s something thrilling about being chased—the way it sends pure, hot adrenaline surging through your veins.