Enjoy! This one is for Breathless Surrender.
Reid stretched and groaned, keeping his arm over Alexis so she didn’t topple to the floor. They’d fallen asleep on the couch. A glance at the clock on the mantle over the fireplace told him only half an hour had passed. He knew Juan was expecting him and he couldn’t afford to be late, although waking with a beautiful naked woman in his arms made him want to tempt fate. Only in his case it would mean a hell of a lot more than just his life.
Alexis’ soft moan aroused him again. Six months of secretly wanting her wouldn’t be assuaged by a couple of quick screws. No matter how hot they were. She stirred, pushing her ass against his flaccid cock. Damn, that feels good. Reid pushed back, realizing it was a mistake. The last thing he needed right then was to get turned-on again. So why couldn’t he stop his hand from roaming up her smooth belly to cover her full, warm breast? He leaned forward and nuzzled her behind the neck.
Maybe it was a change in her breathing, but something told Reid she was awake. “Are you okay, Alexis?”
“A little sore.”
Reid grinned. “Are you ready to listen to me now?” She nodded. “I am an FBI agent. My badge is on the kitchen counter if you care to look at it.”
She seemed to hesitate. “What has that got to do with me?”
He released a heavy breath. “Absolutely nothing, two days ago. As of yesterday, you became a disposable commodity.”
“I don’t understand, you said you were protecting me.”
He couldn’t blame her for being confused. “There are things I can’t divulge to you right now. Suffice to say I’m working undercover, and in two days, six months of hard work will pay off. Until then, you need to stay here and out of sight.”
“I still don’t understand.”
“Alexis,” Reid pulled her around so he could look her in the eye. “What happened yesterday was a crude initiation ordered by the sicko in charge in order to build his trust in me…in Mike Dunstin. When I was done with you, I was ordered to ‘take care of you’.” Reid hesitated, wondering how much he should tell her. “That meant he wanted me to kill you and dispose of your body.” Her eyes rounded and he could see the fear in them. “That’s why I brought you here instead of back to your apartment. They won’t find you here.”
“And where is here?”
“My home in Millerton, about a hundred miles outside New York City.” He gave her time to digest what he’d just told her. “I need to go soon.”
“You’re going to leave me alone?”
“You’ll be safe here, I promise. I have a high-tech security system, and I’ll release the guard dogs once I’m outside the gate. They won’t let anyone in…or out.”
“I could go to my mother’s.”
“No. You won’t be safe there either. And you’d only put your mother at risk. I can’t take the chance that the people I’m involved with discover I didn’t follow through with my orders. They’re an untrusting bunch and I can’t afford to screw up now.”