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Her mouth opened and closed. He cupped her cheek, lifted her woebegone gaze to his.
“Me.”
Her lips parted. Oh yeah, an invitation.
Rafe pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “You have beautiful hair and pretty eyes, Lexington. And your mouth, it drives me wild.”
Rafe bent his head and kissed her, a gentle, sweet kiss full of passion and desire, but he held back.
When they finally parted, she put a hand to her heart. “I know what you’re doing.”
“I sure hope so,” he muttered.
“You’re not going to make me forget about following you into town. Not with a kiss or a promise of great sex.”
He tilted his head. “Great sex?”
“Okay, spectacular sex. It was amazing.”
“It takes two, Ally. It was amazing because of you.”
“There’s more to relationships than amazing sex, Rafe.”
He played with a strand of her loose hair. “Of course there is, Ally. I think we have something dynamic between us.”
“I know we do, it’s just...”
She sighed as his cell phone rang. Rafe made an impatient sound. “Sorry.”
Work always came first. As he pressed the button to answer the call, he wondered if it always would.
Jase sounded rattled. “Rafe, the bears were picked up an hour ago.”
He frowned. “And you’re just telling me now?”
“I was a little busy. Lincoln ordered me to keep you out of it.”
Rafe swore. “Jase, I don’t want you taking risks for me.”
“The hell with that. You know I owe you a lot. But I have to warn you, Lincoln said if you get involved, your career is over. We traced the van’s license plate. Stolen. We had a tail on it but lost it. Looked like it is headed north to North Carolina. We’re going to move the op north to Randall in a grocery store parking lot. I’ve already informed the local sheriff here, and he’ll coordinate with the county sheriff in North Carolina.”
Torn between saving his career and being there to take down the bastard who cost his men their lives, Rafe hissed. “I’m coming with you.”
“There’s something else you need to know... Driver was a man, midforties, accompanied by a brunette woman. We got a clear photo of the woman as the van passed. Sending to your phone.”
A chill raced through him as he studied the screenshot. Oh damn, this was bad. “Madre Dios. Is that...?”
“Yep. Diana Lexington. Allison’s missing sister.”
CHAPTER 24
Her worst nightmare turned into a hard reality as Rafe revealed the news. Allison couldn’t believe it.
“I’m sorry. There’s no denying it. Diana is helping to smuggle fentanyl.”
“It’s not possible. I refuse to believe it.” She folded her arms. It couldn’t be right. Had all his suspicions proved correct? Never.
“My sister wouldn’t do this.”
