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  “Ah, God!” Adrian pulled her away gasping harshly.

  With a dark gaze he turned her around and positioned her on her hands and knees. She felt the tip of his cock against her pussy and wiggled in anticipation. They both cried out as he sank into her depths. She could feel him filling and stretching the walls of her snatch. It was fulfilling and perfect as if he was meant to be there. Adrian moved slowly at first, and she could feel the muscles of her body contract to try to keep him inside her after he withdrew from each thrust.

  “More, Adrian, take me hard,” she called out to him.

  A low sexy sound rumbled from his chest. Suddenly he flipped her onto her back and sank into her again. He lifted her legs high onto his shoulders and pistoned in and out of her wet pussy with a ferocity that left her breathless. She asked for this, all of it, and as he pounded inside her, her body shook from the wildness of her pleasure. She clutched his shoulder and screamed as an orgasm shook her to her very core. She felt a flood of her juice escape her body.

  “Oh, yes, baby, I love how you come.” Adrian’s voice was harsh and his face intense.

  She felt him grow and thicken inside her and grabbed his sack squeezing it lightly. He threw his head back and with his guttural cry she felt his hot seed fill her while his body was tense above hers. She held him tight as he slumped over her, caressing his back that was coated in a sheen of dampness. He rolled onto his side and pulled her against him, kissing her temple gently.

  “I think we should try not to argue but do this a lot more often,” she murmured. She idly drew patterns on his bare chest with the tip of her finger.

  “I concur with your assessment.” A chuckle rumbled in his chest.

  Sasha looked up at him and asked a question she never asked a man in her life. “Where’s this going, Adrian? Are we forming something here or just coasting along until it fizzles out and then go on our way?”

  “I don’t think the way you make me feel will ever disappear.” Adrian sighed and tucked some of her hair behind her ear. “There’s a thing that needs to be fixed, things that you couldn’t understand. But when it’s all over, you’ll see. I’ll give you one hundred percent of me in all ways.”

  His eyes were somber when he spoke, and Sasha believed him with all her heart. Contrary to what she tried to tell herself earlier, she was fooling herself and failing miserably. Her heart was already invested, and there was no way to stop it now.

  “I’m an all or nothing kind of girl,” Sasha said honestly. “I will give you all of me, nothing less because I’ve fallen head over heels in love with you. You’re the one that I want.”

  Adrian took her lips in a kiss, and she felt the stirrings of desire in her body once more.

  He rolled until he was lying on top of her. “I love you too, a thaisce, always.”

  She reveled in the words while they kissed, and their tongues parried in a sensual dance. She’d found her center, a rock in the world. Nothing was impossible, and she could see a future stretched out in front of her. In her mind she started building their lives like it was one of the architectural plans she studied and intended to create.

  Later that night while he slept an insistent buzzing woke her from her sleep. She looked around groggily when it stopped and then began again seconds later. Crawling out of bed she found it was coming from Adrian’s pocket and pulled his cell phone out. There were seven missed calls from the bar, and she climbed back into bed as the little gadget began to buzz again. The time was five fifteen in the morning, and she knew the bar had been closed for hours. Who could possibly be at the bar that early or late?

  “Hey, Adrian, someone’s trying to reach you pretty badly.” She shook him gently.

  He seemed to go from a deep sleep to instantly alert and took the phone from her and pressed the on button. “Yeah?”

  He listened intently, and his face became a stone that revealed nothing. He got up and began to pull on his clothes while listening to whoever was on the line. “I’ll be there shortly.” He hung up and looked around for his shirt.

  “It’s on the chair.” Sasha pointed to the corner.

  “Thanks.” He gave her a swift smile and began dressing once more. Before leaving he bent over the bed to give her a kiss. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

  “Yeah, sure,” Sasha replied, but he was out the door before she even got the words out. “Bye.”

  She flopped back on the bed already missing his warmth beside her but yet feeling once more like she was on the outside of his life looking in. What was going on at the bar that could take him from being such a romantic Irish rogue to being distant in minutes? She tried to put it out of her head. The look in his eyes when they declared their feelings for each other was not fake. She had to trust him and believe that what they were creating was real. She’d never been in love before, and it felt great. She put the wayward thoughts aside and fell asleep with her face pressed in the pillow that still held his scent.

  Chapter Four

  Adrian strode into the bar at six on the dot. Tom was standing behind the bar with his face grim. On the other side was a woman. Dressed in sleek black, she sat tapping her hands impatiently. He vaguely recognized her from the bar coming in each night and sitting off by herself. No one had to tell him this was the insider John had spoken of. She was beautiful in her own right down to her raven black hair, but behind the beauty her eyes were deadly.

  “Took you long enough to get here.” Her voice was so sweet it was saccharine.

  “Aye, I took my time since it doesn’t belong to you,” Adrian replied. He nodded at Tom. “Any coffee?”

  “Yeah in the kitchen,” Tom replied.

  Adrian went and poured himself a cup. He took his time knowing it would make her grit her teeth. They may think that they had him trapped, but he belonged to no man. He was known to slip from many a sticky situation. This would be no different.

  He calmly walked back out to the bar where her fingers now thrummed doubled time, and with a secret he smiled behind the coffee cup. He acknowledged that now she was furious.

  He went behind the bar and leaned casually against the back shelf. “So what’s your name, and what do you want?”

  “For you to do your job. You haven’t been here for nights in a row, and shipments are coming through the tunnels by the end of the week,” she snapped. “My name is Valerie.”

  She meant the old pirate’s tunnel that criss-crossed beneath Savannah. Two led from the port straight under his bar. John and his uncle Fergus were using those tunnels to bring drugs into the city. Everyone thought most of them were crumbled from age and time. Fergus had found a way around that, and now they were in deep shit because of it.

  “No last name?”

  “None that you need to know,” she replied smoothly. “Want to explain why your presence is missing from the bar almost every night?”

  “Not particularly. I left Tom in charge. I’m sure he handled it fine,” Adrian commented mildly. After all it’s not a priceless Faberge egg. It’s fucking bales of drugs wrapped in duct tape and plastic.”

  “It’s your life, boyo. Is that how you say it in Ireland? Oh and the life of that bitch you’re fucking.” She smiled, and it held no mirth. “Did you think we didn’t know? Wouldn’t it be a shame if we slit her throat in her bed to make a point?”

  Adrian didn’t even hear the mug as he dropped it, and it crashed onto the floor. All he could feel was rage, pure hatred as this woman threatened Sasha’s life. Without even a second thought his hands were around her throat, and he practically hauled her across the bar. A squeak escaped her lips, and the same fingers that tapped impatiently on the bar now grabbed it to keep hold.

  “Listen very well, lass.” Adrian’s voice was deadly. “If she sneezes and John, his henchmen, or you are anywhere around, I will not be happy, and there is no law that will stop me from killing you.”

  “Temper, temper.”

  She tried to make her voice light, but he heard the tremor of fe
ar. Good, he thought wickedly. She should be afraid because if Sasha was harmed, he knew he would probably spend the rest of his life in jail.

  “Honey, this is not my temper. You don’t want to see that,” Adrian said lightly. He released her, and she stumbled back.

  “Do your job, Faraday.” She rubbed her neck. “Don’t make John have to see if your words are threats or just bullshit. Oh and if your little thing comes around and you want to protect her, you find some kind of cover for me being here. I will be around… a lot.”

  She walked out without even looking back. She was a shark wearing heels and no doubt could be very dangerous. It was probably the reason John hired her. This situation had to come to a head sooner rather than later. He wanted it all done so he could focus on Sasha.

  “Do you think it was wise to grab her like that?” Tom asked in a somber voice.

  Adrian sighed. “Probably not, but if I didn’t they would think that they could threaten Sasha at will. I can’t let that happen. Plus I saw red when she said it. You know how that goes.”

  “You need to tell her the truth,” Tom interjected.

  He gave his friend a harsh look. “And say what exactly? Hey, Sasha, my uncle was pond scum, and he was running drugs through the bar. Oh I had to pick up where he left off, and now I’ve got a sting set up with the cops? If she didn’t want to go running before, hearing that would give her wings on her heels she’d leave me so fast.”

  “You’re not your uncle. You’re working with the authorities to take John down,” Tom pointed out.

  “Yes, but what woman wants to be in the midst of something like that?” Adrian asked. “Better she be not aware of it, and when it’s all over I’ll explain it all.”

  Tom shook his head. “I think you’re making a mistake, but it’s yours to make.”

  He changed the subject. “I’ll call Jordan to see when this sting can go down. This is the biggest shipment John ever brought through. It has to be enough to put him away for a long time.”

  Tom snorted. “Yeah you would think. I’ll be glad when this is over. At least it will push me through the ranks quicker so I won’t have to be a beat cop for years.”

  Without a word he took a bar rag and began to pick up the pieces of the shattered mug. All of his senses were on high alert, and his mind flashed from one situation to another trying to work out every variable and hating the unknown. There was one thing he was certain of, if anything happened to Sasha his heart would be reminiscent of the piece of ceramic.

  After another brief conversation with Tom about their new non-friend, Adrian called Jordan to set up a meeting for later in the day. He couldn’t be seen walking into the police station, so a secure location was picked one where they wouldn’t be recognized. With that done he fell across the bed with a muffled groan into the sheet and hoped he could a catch a few more hours of sleep. His and Sasha’s lovemaking had lasted late into the night and thinking about it made his cock throb in response. She was like liquid sliver and so damn passionate she burned him every time with the ferocity of her desire. He could spend forever touching her, looking at her as his body relaxed and he fell asleep.

  It was two in the afternoon when he was in his car heading to the meet up with Jordan, with his sunglasses on to keep the midday Savannah sun out of his eyes. Everything that was going on seemed to fall into place on its own. When he took over the bar, Jordan had come in to rouse him. It was then he knew something was wrong. When John had come in and told him he had to take over where Fergus left off, Jordan was the first person he went to with the information, and it seemed the cops already knew. From there the plans were made to catch John and his people in the act of drug smuggling. It wasn’t even a thought about continuing his uncle’s criminal activities or reporting the truth to the authorities. His mother would be devastated if she was alive and knew what her brother had gotten them into.

  He pulled into the Savannah memorial graveyard, one of the oldest in the city and filled with tombstones from as far back at the seventeen hundreds. Even the moss that hung from the trees seemed to be as old as the headstones that graced less grave sites than there actually were. In fact it was known that the graveyard held over ten thousand bodies, yet there was only six hundred gravestones. To anyone it would look like he was still sightseeing, but when he sat next to Jordan who was casually eating a snow cone, the conversation to be had was a serious one.

  “Really a snow cone?” Adrian asked as he sat down.

  “Part of my disguise,” Jordan replied.

  “You seem to be enjoying your disguise a little too much,” he commented as Jordan took a big bite of the icy treat.

  Jordan shrugged. “It’s a hundred degrees in the shade. I’m going to keep cool however I can since you brought me out of my air-conditioned station.”

  “John has a shipment coming in a few days. It’s the biggest one yet, and I want the sting to go down,” Adrian explained.

  “It’s not a matter of what you want. That’s not how it works.” Jordan stared him.

  “They are threatening Sasha.”

  “The girl you had to call me? Why would they being doing that?” the detective asked.

  “Because the fucker has me under surveillance, and some woman has been his eyes in my bar,” Adrian replied. “She said her name is Valerie, tall jet black hair.”

  “Hot?” Jordan inquired.

  “Very, but she reminds me of a cobra. She said they would and I quote, slit Sasha’s throat in her bed.”

  “Not good.” His friend sipped at the melting treat in the plastic cup.

  Adrian looked at him incredulously. “No shit, Sherlock. I’m glad you are taking this so seriously. Sasha is, well she is my main concern, so I want this done, and I want it over now, or I’ll call in the FBI.”

  “You can’t be serious. After all the work I’ve done, this is my arrest!” Jordan’s voice held anger. He took a deep breath and changed his tone. “Listen to me, Adrian. I know you’re worried, but we have to take this slow.”

  “Not if it’s going to put the life of the woman I love in danger, I won’t. Besides it has to be a few hundred kilos of heroin. This is the break we were waiting for,” Adrian said.

  Jordan stared out to the street and tapped his foot thoughtfully. “A few hundred kilos can put him away and give us unlimited access to his records and his people. We get one weak link, and all the dominoes fall.”

  Adrian nodded. “So it’s a go then?”

  “You give me a time and a place, and we’ll be there with the full force of the Savannah PD,” Jordan said. “You need to keep your lady out of the loop as long as this is going on. If she knows anything they can snatch her up. It’s best she has no clue. That way they won’t see her as a threat. If they think she knows anything, they can use her for collateral or worse.”

  “I was thinking the same thing,” Adrian said grimly. “I’ll do whatever I need to, to keep her safe.”

  Adrian hated the thought of lying to her, but to keep her out of harm’s way he would. Suddenly he had the urge to see her, to hold her in his arms and immerse himself in everything that was her. She was probably home working on her paper, he thought with a grin. Suddenly inspired, he got up and John looked at him curiously.

  “Where’re you off to?” Jordan asked. “I thought we were having a discussion.”

  “I don’t think we can do anything else until I get the date and time of the shipment.” Adrian grinned. “I’m going to spend my time with a certain woman who smells like cinnamon and can kiss like a dream.”

  “Don’t rub it in,” Jordan grumbled. “Get out of here.”

  Adrian was already walking away and gave a casual wave as he left. He headed over to the chocolate bar and picked one of their specialties, warm chocolate and fruit. They had individually made container that kept the chocolate from hardening, and the fruit was always deliciously cold in its own separate holder. It was stifling hot, and he was grateful for the cool air his car was pushing o
ut. It was only a few short turns back from the chocolate bar to Sasha’s place. As he was driving the look of exhaustion and the wear of the heat on the people walking on the streets said it all. Savannah in summer was like living in Hades sometimes. He found a parking spot close to her apartment, and with his package in hand he rang the buzzer for the third floor.

  “Who needs to enter my domain?” Her voice was deep, and he heard the giggles of kids in the background.

  “Sasha?” Adrian asked curiously.

  “Hey, come on up!”

  He heard the door unlock when she pressed the button from upstairs, and he pulled the heavy door to go inside. He wondered what was going on in her apartment and soon found out when he got inside. Sasha stood smiling wearing a wizard hat and carrying a wand. There were six little girls who were all dressed in tutus and had pink fairy wings strapped to their shoulders.

  “My little fairies, look the dragon is here!” she called out, and all the girls squealed and hid.

  He put his package on the counter, and when he turned to her, she plunked a dragon hat on his head.

  “What now?” he asked.

  She leaned in and whispered, “I’m babysitting my friend Melanie’s kids. She has triplets plus three others, all girls. I do it occasionally so her and George can have a break and some alone time.”

  “From six girls I can see why.” Adrian smiled.

  Sasha swatted him. “They are sweet. They have enough energy to power a nuclear plant. Right now we need a dragon to slay and then save with kisses.”

  “Are some of the kisses yours?” he asked.

  She winked at him. “Those kinds of kisses can wait until later when their parents pick them up.”