"It's almost as if they are looking for someone. Or something."
"Do you think they somehow got wind of what you, we, have planned?"
Colin drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and shot another look in the rearview mirror. "I hope not."
They drove back toward the coastal city, the interior silent as Jess contemplated the implications of the sentry.
Twilight gently bathed the woods on their right in a soft, romantic light. Driving along the pretty scenery, it would be easy to forget that the entire island was in complete disarray. Jess propped her chin on her fist and gazed out the window appreciating the beauty.
"What are you doing?"
"Thinking about how pretty the sky is."
Colin glanced over at Jess. What the hell was it about her?
All day he'd been distracted by little things. The way she found the beauty in an ugly situation. The curve of her smile as she'd handed out seed packets. Her pert breasts when she'd arched her back looking for relief from standing most of the day. Remembering the sweet wet heat of her as he'd slid home last night. The greedy pull of their attraction was nearly incandescent. The compulsion to find a secluded place and press up against her until no space existed between their bodies was strong. The urge to hold her tight in his arms and refuse to let her go. A thousand times today he'd found himself staring at her and thinking thoughts that were not going to endear him to her brother.
Shite. Those thoughts were going to lose him a friend.
He'd been doing this job as a favor to Jack but after the last few days, Colin realized he liked this work. Sure he was compiling a report that detailed information that could be sold to the both his government and the U.S. but primarily he was engaged in helping people. And he had gotten a surprising thrill from the good deeds of the last few days.
As they rounded the bend in the mostly decimated road, Colin jammed the brakes on, and the truck slid to a complete stop. "Shite," he muttered.
Jess straightened in her seat.
"Another checkpoint," Colin said. This was not good. And this close to both curfew and the city limits, the inspection of their truck was going to be a lot more thorough. Colin needed to get ready for the reception at the President's mansion. "We need to distract them."
Jess didn't hesitate. "How?"
Colin assessed the soldiers at this checkpoint. More attentive, more intense than the last guy who only wanted a few seed packets for his family. These guys meant business. He and Jess needed to be as non-threatening as possible. "Unbuckle and slide over."
Jess scooted next to him but left a few inches between their bodies.
"You need to plaster yourself to my side." Colin slung his arm around her shoulder, and yanked her snug against his body. His hand dangled above her breast.
With disconcerting predictability, his cock sat up and took notice. "How good an actress are you?"
Her breath caught and Colin couldn't help notice when the side of her breast brushed his chest. Shite. Maybe this was a bad idea.
"Pretty good." She nuzzled behind his ear. "I'll make it work. Don't worry."
Colin kept his left hand on the wheel and with his right arm he pulled her closer. While they were stopped behind another truck, he pressed his nose into her thick braid. She smelled of lemons and freshness. How did she do that? Bathing consisted of baby wipes, unless someone was crazy enough to go in the ocean. The amount of debris on the shore right now was insane which likely meant that bathing in the ocean would lead to disease or infection.
Colin didn't want touch her. Actually that was the exact opposite of the truth. He wanted to touch her so badly he ached with it. Based on the tension in her body, she felt the same. Colin had figured out from experience that if he put his hands on her, he'd go up in flames. And right now they really couldn't afford the distraction.
Colin had adeptly been ignoring their attraction when she had been all the way
"Do you think they somehow got wind of what you, we, have planned?"
Colin drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and shot another look in the rearview mirror. "I hope not."
They drove back toward the coastal city, the interior silent as Jess contemplated the implications of the sentry.
Twilight gently bathed the woods on their right in a soft, romantic light. Driving along the pretty scenery, it would be easy to forget that the entire island was in complete disarray. Jess propped her chin on her fist and gazed out the window appreciating the beauty.
"What are you doing?"
"Thinking about how pretty the sky is."
Colin glanced over at Jess. What the hell was it about her?
All day he'd been distracted by little things. The way she found the beauty in an ugly situation. The curve of her smile as she'd handed out seed packets. Her pert breasts when she'd arched her back looking for relief from standing most of the day. Remembering the sweet wet heat of her as he'd slid home last night. The greedy pull of their attraction was nearly incandescent. The compulsion to find a secluded place and press up against her until no space existed between their bodies was strong. The urge to hold her tight in his arms and refuse to let her go. A thousand times today he'd found himself staring at her and thinking thoughts that were not going to endear him to her brother.
Shite. Those thoughts were going to lose him a friend.
He'd been doing this job as a favor to Jack but after the last few days, Colin realized he liked this work. Sure he was compiling a report that detailed information that could be sold to the both his government and the U.S. but primarily he was engaged in helping people. And he had gotten a surprising thrill from the good deeds of the last few days.
As they rounded the bend in the mostly decimated road, Colin jammed the brakes on, and the truck slid to a complete stop. "Shite," he muttered.
Jess straightened in her seat.
"Another checkpoint," Colin said. This was not good. And this close to both curfew and the city limits, the inspection of their truck was going to be a lot more thorough. Colin needed to get ready for the reception at the President's mansion. "We need to distract them."
Jess didn't hesitate. "How?"
Colin assessed the soldiers at this checkpoint. More attentive, more intense than the last guy who only wanted a few seed packets for his family. These guys meant business. He and Jess needed to be as non-threatening as possible. "Unbuckle and slide over."
Jess scooted next to him but left a few inches between their bodies.
"You need to plaster yourself to my side." Colin slung his arm around her shoulder, and yanked her snug against his body. His hand dangled above her breast.
With disconcerting predictability, his cock sat up and took notice. "How good an actress are you?"
Her breath caught and Colin couldn't help notice when the side of her breast brushed his chest. Shite. Maybe this was a bad idea.
"Pretty good." She nuzzled behind his ear. "I'll make it work. Don't worry."
Colin kept his left hand on the wheel and with his right arm he pulled her closer. While they were stopped behind another truck, he pressed his nose into her thick braid. She smelled of lemons and freshness. How did she do that? Bathing consisted of baby wipes, unless someone was crazy enough to go in the ocean. The amount of debris on the shore right now was insane which likely meant that bathing in the ocean would lead to disease or infection.
Colin didn't want touch her. Actually that was the exact opposite of the truth. He wanted to touch her so badly he ached with it. Based on the tension in her body, she felt the same. Colin had figured out from experience that if he put his hands on her, he'd go up in flames. And right now they really couldn't afford the distraction.
Colin had adeptly been ignoring their attraction when she had been all the way
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