watching her bend over to clean up the dishes from breakfast.
Sierra finished her work and went down to get her bags. Jack waited at the ramp, not to walk her to her car like a gentleman who’d fucked her the night before should, but to watch and make sure she didn’t hand off the backpack to anyone on the docks.
Blake would be waiting to tail her, possibly see where she delivered the drugs and then arrest Sierra and whoever else was involved. It didn’t feel right, but that was more than likely his heart speaking and not his head.
“Can I walk you to your car?” Jack offered.
The way she smiled up at him had the guilt eating hardcore at his gut. She liked him, trusted him, and Jack was leading her right into a trap. It made him feel like the scum of the earth even though he didn’t really have a choice.
“Sure, I’d love to have your company.” Sierra looped her backpack over both shoulders and grabbed her luggage in one hand as she wrapped the other around his arm. “My brother’s picking me up. I didn’t want to have to pay for parking the whole time we were gone, and I didn’t want my car down by the docks either.”
She was smart and cautious. How could Sierra have gotten involved in drug running? It didn’t make sense. Then again there were a lot of things in life that didn’t make sense. Jack let out a long breath as they stepped off the docks and onto the pavement of the huge parking lot.
“He should be right over there.” Sierra pointed toward a little restaurant east of the marina.
Jack walked beside her, feeling like a traitor. He wasn’t, but that didn’t stop the feeling. He put his ass on the line to protect this country, he should feel good about protecting the integrity of it as well. But he didn’t. Nothing about this felt good.
“Thank you for walking me.” She stopped and turned to him, tilting her face up, expecting a kiss.
He couldn’t make this weird, couldn’t tip her off that there was anything wrong. “Anytime.” He moved down for the kiss, telling himself he was only doing it because it was expected. But that wasn’t the truth, the kiss was so much more. Soft and sweet and it just made him want her again. Made him want so damn bad for things to be different.
“Would you like to come over to my house tonight?” She raised her eyebrows suggestively and smiled.
“I can’t. I’m meeting up with a friend.” Right after he arrests you. Jack didn’t want to think about it.
“See you tomorrow then?” she asked.
“Yeah. See you tomorrow,” he agreed, but knew he wouldn’t. He probably wouldn’t see Sierra ever again. She would be in jail, and hate him, and that just plain sucked.
* * * * *
The red cherries of a police car flashed behind Sierra and her entire body tensed as Jett slowed down and pulled to the side of the road. A second unmarked police car pulled up behind the black-and-white, making this look like a very serious situation. What the hell had Jett gotten himself into now?
Sierra let out a long breath before she said anything. This day was going downhill fast. First Jack not wanting to spend time with her tonight and now this.
“How fast were you going?” Sierra questioned her brother. It didn’t seem like he was speeding excessively, but she wasn’t exactly paying that much attention. Her mind was on Jack. Distracted by a man wasn’t what she wanted to be. The way he touched her felt so right but daydreaming on the car ride home and wondering why he didn’t want to see her tonight wasn’t going to do anyone a damn bit of good.
“Just a couple miles over the speed limit. I can’t believe he even stopped me.” Jett slammed his fist against the steering wheel.
The officer walked up with a dog next to him and motioned for Jett to roll down his window.
“Do you know why I stopped you?”
“I think I was going a little faster than the speed limit.” Jett looked at the guy’s chest as he spoke but Sierra could see her
Sierra finished her work and went down to get her bags. Jack waited at the ramp, not to walk her to her car like a gentleman who’d fucked her the night before should, but to watch and make sure she didn’t hand off the backpack to anyone on the docks.
Blake would be waiting to tail her, possibly see where she delivered the drugs and then arrest Sierra and whoever else was involved. It didn’t feel right, but that was more than likely his heart speaking and not his head.
“Can I walk you to your car?” Jack offered.
The way she smiled up at him had the guilt eating hardcore at his gut. She liked him, trusted him, and Jack was leading her right into a trap. It made him feel like the scum of the earth even though he didn’t really have a choice.
“Sure, I’d love to have your company.” Sierra looped her backpack over both shoulders and grabbed her luggage in one hand as she wrapped the other around his arm. “My brother’s picking me up. I didn’t want to have to pay for parking the whole time we were gone, and I didn’t want my car down by the docks either.”
She was smart and cautious. How could Sierra have gotten involved in drug running? It didn’t make sense. Then again there were a lot of things in life that didn’t make sense. Jack let out a long breath as they stepped off the docks and onto the pavement of the huge parking lot.
“He should be right over there.” Sierra pointed toward a little restaurant east of the marina.
Jack walked beside her, feeling like a traitor. He wasn’t, but that didn’t stop the feeling. He put his ass on the line to protect this country, he should feel good about protecting the integrity of it as well. But he didn’t. Nothing about this felt good.
“Thank you for walking me.” She stopped and turned to him, tilting her face up, expecting a kiss.
He couldn’t make this weird, couldn’t tip her off that there was anything wrong. “Anytime.” He moved down for the kiss, telling himself he was only doing it because it was expected. But that wasn’t the truth, the kiss was so much more. Soft and sweet and it just made him want her again. Made him want so damn bad for things to be different.
“Would you like to come over to my house tonight?” She raised her eyebrows suggestively and smiled.
“I can’t. I’m meeting up with a friend.” Right after he arrests you. Jack didn’t want to think about it.
“See you tomorrow then?” she asked.
“Yeah. See you tomorrow,” he agreed, but knew he wouldn’t. He probably wouldn’t see Sierra ever again. She would be in jail, and hate him, and that just plain sucked.
* * * * *
The red cherries of a police car flashed behind Sierra and her entire body tensed as Jett slowed down and pulled to the side of the road. A second unmarked police car pulled up behind the black-and-white, making this look like a very serious situation. What the hell had Jett gotten himself into now?
Sierra let out a long breath before she said anything. This day was going downhill fast. First Jack not wanting to spend time with her tonight and now this.
“How fast were you going?” Sierra questioned her brother. It didn’t seem like he was speeding excessively, but she wasn’t exactly paying that much attention. Her mind was on Jack. Distracted by a man wasn’t what she wanted to be. The way he touched her felt so right but daydreaming on the car ride home and wondering why he didn’t want to see her tonight wasn’t going to do anyone a damn bit of good.
“Just a couple miles over the speed limit. I can’t believe he even stopped me.” Jett slammed his fist against the steering wheel.
The officer walked up with a dog next to him and motioned for Jett to roll down his window.
“Do you know why I stopped you?”
“I think I was going a little faster than the speed limit.” Jett looked at the guy’s chest as he spoke but Sierra could see her
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