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Authors: Zola Bird

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Jeremy pulled to a stop at the traffic light. The Petronis were still behind them in the forest-green Ford Crown Victoria sedan. Funny how criminals seemed to prefer the same car the cops drove. Maybe the two weren’t as far apart as they thought.

“Turn right,” Bailey said.

There was nothing to his right except a storefront, but Jeremy turned right anyhow. The woman knew where she was going. No reason to doubt her instincts.

“Now left,” Bailey said.

He followed Bailey’s directions into an alley. Of course, so did the guys in the Crown Vic.

“You want to get away, I need open road,” Jeremy said.

Bailey glanced at the side mirror. “You’ll get it.”

Jeremy slowly drove down the back alley. The forest rose to the right of them, the rear side of the buildings on Main Street to his left. The Crown Vic followed slowly behind them. No need to speed. They were in a holding pattern.

“You know these guys?” Jeremy asked.

“I know they’re trouble,” Bailey said.

“So what do you want to do about it?”

Bailey kept her eyes on her side mirror. Jeremy marveled at her courage. She was clearly afraid, but she was doing a remarkable job of staying calm. Especially given who was on their tail. Jeremy felt his bear’s protective instincts well to the surface. This woman was making him feel things he hadn’t felt before. Whoever she was, he wasn’t about to let any harm come to her. Not now. Not ever.

“Are you a good driver?” Bailey asked.

“I like to think so.”

“There’s a pedestrian bridge that crosses the creek just ahead. It’s narrow, but I think it will be wide enough for us. Instead of turning at the cross street, head for the bridge. They won’t follow in their big car.”

“And if they do?”

“Then you’re going to have to be a really good driver,” Bailey said.

************************

Bailey watched Jeremy handle the wheel. He was cool under pressure, that was for sure. Cooler than she would have thought possible.

What are the men doing here?

How did they find her?

Keep it together, Bailey. You can figure that out later. Right now you just need to let this fine gentleman drive.

The pedestrian bridge lay ahead of them. Mercifully, there was nobody on it.

“Is that your bridge?” Jeremy asked.

“That’s it.”

“Is your seat belt on?”

Bailey felt at the belt over her apron. “Yes.”

The green sedan crawled behind them. Bailey could just make out the driver’s dark scowl in the rearview mirror. It was a scowl that she remembered well. “Slow down at the stop sign, like you’re going to turn left.”

Jeremy slowed the car.

The sedan slowed behind them.

Jeremy signaled left.

The sedan signaled left.

“Now step on it,” Bailey said. “Straight ahead.”

Jeremy didn’t need to be told twice. The Corvette leaped ahead onto the narrow footbridge. There couldn’t be more than six inches on either side of them, but Jeremy aimed it straight and narrow down the middle of the walkway. Bailey grabbed hold of his leg, gripping his thigh beneath the denim. Holding Jeremy’s leg like that made Bailey feel safe. It made her feel as though nothing could happen to her. Like they wouldn’t follow.
 

Except they did follow.

The sedan veered left, but then it turned back, straight onto the bridge. The driver wasn’t nearly as talented as Jeremy, though, and he scraped the side of his car in a horrible metallic screech. Then he overcorrected and hit the other side of the bridge. A moment later the window rolled down and Bailey saw what she feared most. A gun.

“What’s on the other side of this bridge?” Jeremy asked coolly.

“Pedestrian walkway. It veers back to the main road.”

“Is it used much this time of day?”

“Maybe. I don’t know.”

Jeremy worked the wheel of the car like an artist, stabbing the gas as they left the bridge for the curving path. Bailey heard a shot and sank lower in her seat.

“Stay right where you are,” Jeremy said. “I got this.”

She grabbed his leg more tightly. Then she glanced behind them and saw the gun flash. A second shot rang out. That’s when Jeremy floored it. He floored it off the path, and over the rolling green grass, right back onto the main road.

Their pursuers careened over the grass behind them in their big boat of a car. Bailey lay back, curled in the bottom of her seat, as the trees and branches whipped by above. The warm summer wind tore at her hair, tires screeching as they flew around the corners, but the green sedan kept coming. As they ripped and roared up the twisting road, Bailey noticed a tattoo on Jeremy’s wrist. It was a simple blue barbed-wire design, very similar to her own. It was a tattoo that people from the South Side of the city often got, a sort of allegiance to their territory. Bailey glanced behind them to see if she could see the dark-green sedan. It was gone for a moment, but then it was back, closer than before.

“You know these guys?” Jeremy asked.

“I know they’ll kill us if they catch us,” Bailey said.

“Then we better make sure they don’t catch us.”

Jeremy cornered hard, trees whipping by. Then he floored it, hard and fast. Bailey glanced behind them. She could hear the other car, but she couldn’t see it yet. Jeremy snaked around another corner. Then he slammed on the brakes.

“What are you doing?” Bailey asked.

He turned up a narrow drive. Bailey saw a weathered barn a hundred feet up the drive. Jeremy pulled right up to it.

“Get the door,” he said.

Bailey jumped out and lifted the crossbar, swinging the heavy gray barn door open.

Hurry, Bailey. Hurry.

She didn’t think there was any way they wouldn’t see them. How could they not? They were so close behind. Jeremy hammered the gas and sped inside, and she closed the barn door behind them. As she did, she saw the dark-green sedan race past them. Bailey let out a deep sigh of relief. A broken window on the side of the barn gave her a view of the green car speeding off into the distance.

“They’re gone,” Bailey said.

“Yeah. They are. Now, how about you tell me why they are chasing you in the first place?”

Bailey glanced around the shadowy space. Striations of light came in through the barn’s loose siding. Bales of hay were stacked into a large pile alongside some old farm machinery.

“What is this place?” Bailey asked.

“Belongs to my father. Old barn for the farm. He doesn’t use it much anymore. Now to the original question. Why are they chasing you?”

“I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do.”

“I don’t.”

“Come on, Bailey. I saw your tattoo. You grew up on the South Side. Same as me.”

“Then why don’t I know you?”

“South Side covers a lot of territory. But if you don’t want to tell me who they are, I understand.”

“It’s not that,” Bailey said, exasperated.

“Then what is it?”

“It isn’t that I don’t want to tell you, it’s that I
can’t
tell you. For your own safety.”

“How about you let me worry about my own safety?” Jeremy said.

Bailey looked away from Jeremy. She needed to be alone. She needed to think. She took a moment to try and calm herself, slowing her breathing. How had they found her here? After all this time, how had they found her? She could stay in the barn. It was warm and dry. It smelled good, a little dusty, maybe, but could she stay forever? No. Of course she couldn’t. She paced toward the hay bales. And then she paced back. Jeremy looked down at her. His great height made him imposing, but at the same time, somehow approachable. After all, at five foot ten, she wasn’t exactly short. She stared up into his clear hazel eyes.

“I’m sorry for getting you into this,” Bailey said.

“Bailey.”

“Yes?”

“You didn’t get me into anything.”

“But…”

“Relax.” He took her hands. As he did, Bailey felt a spark of excitement. Tension. Not the tension she had been feeling because of the chase, but a different kind of tension, a tension that emanated from her innermost core. Who was this tall stranger and what was he doing saving her from
them
?

“We need to get out of here,” Bailey said.

“Nobody’s going anywhere until we talk this through.”

“And why is that?”

“Because I’m not going to let them touch a single hair on your beautiful head.”

“So you think we should stay here?” Bailey said, glancing around the softly lit barn.

“Oh, definitely.”

“And if I say I won’t?”

“Then I’ll just have to keep you here.”

Jeremy squeezed her hand as he said it and she felt a tingle between her thighs. Bailey’s blood raced. Under different circumstances, she might have been appalled at the nerve of him. But not here and not now. Not after what they had just been through. Now his words sounded caring and sexy, and for a moment, Bailey forgot all about the men in the green car.

“Oh, I don’t think that would be a good idea,” Bailey said.

“And why not?”

“Because I’m not the one for you,” Bailey blurted out. She didn’t know why she said it. It had just came into her head. But now that she had said it, she began to see why. Jeremy was tall and muscular and handsome, and though she liked her body, she wasn’t exactly a perfect match for him. She wasn’t one of the beautiful people. But the way he kept staring at her with those eyes. What was he trying to do? Melt her into a puddle of desire? One minute she was being chased by the worst people on earth and the next she was staring into the eyes of the sexiest man alive. It was too much, too fast.

“Oh, I think you are the one for me,” Jeremy said. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more beautiful woman. You’re sexy as all hell. The way you jumped out of the car and opened the barn door, the way you handled yourself under pressure, your perfect smile, your perfect body. I couldn’t imagine another woman for me.”

He was close to her now, dangerously close, so close that she could feel his warm breath on her. She stared up at him, her nipples tightening under the strength of his gaze.

“Silly man,” Bailey sighed, almost in spite of herself.

And in that moment, Jeremy pulled her nearer still, dropping his lips to within a fraction of an inch of hers.

“Ssh. Don’t talk.”

And he moved closer, until their lips touched.

Chapter Three

Bailey felt a spike of electricity run up her spine. She couldn’t believe it. Had her worst day in recent memory just become her best? The god of a man standing before her wrapped his arms around her. She felt cocooned in his power. Safe in his warmth. She opened her mouth just as he opened his, and their kiss went on, long and sultry, his tongue finding hers. She matched his tongue stroke for stroke as his warm hands reached up her shirt, his skin touching hers.

They explored each other’s mouths more forcefully now, with more conviction. The tip of his tongue met hers in a languorous dance that she hoped would never end. Every swirl and movement of hers was met by a like movement of his. It was like she had found a man who perfectly understood her, a man who anticipated her every need.

“Jeremy.”

“Bailey, beautiful Bailey.”

“Say my name again,” Bailey said.

“Bailey, angel.”

“Do you think they’ll come back?”

“You’re safe here. With me.”

“Do you promise?”

“I do.”

And Bailey felt his strong hands pull her nearer. They cupped her warm flesh, grasping her golden skin with the sort of gentle power she had never associated with a man. As he pulled her tighter, their tongues intertwined, and she felt the hard bar of his manhood. Just having it there, rubbing against her jeans, set her aflame. She didn’t know him, but it felt like she’d known him forever, and she ached for him, she ached with a throb that was impossible to ignore.

His strong hands caressed her skin. They slipped smoothly down her sides and around her waist, and then she felt him grasp her behind. He lifted her up, and Bailey instinctively wrapped her legs around him. The smoldering inside of her had grown to an outright flame, her panties damp under the denim of her jeans. She wanted to feel his body. She wanted to feel him everywhere. She ran her hands under Jeremy’s T-shirt and up his muscular back.

His strong arms held her like she weighed nothing at all, and when he placed her down on the bales of hay, Bailey drew him closer. He pulled his T-shirt up from his bronzed shoulders. The light falling off him made him look like he was cut from marble, his blond locks tumbling from behind his ears. He brushed his hair out of his eyes and moved toward her, placing a hand on either side of her.

“Are you sure it’s safe here?” Bailey asked.

“I think we’re OK.”

She hitched two fingers under the waist of his jeans, drawing him closer. She could already tell that her fingers were perilously close to his length. It called to her. As she reached for his top button, he reached for hers.

“Lie back. There’s time.”

Bailey lay back. She didn’t know him, but she didn’t care. He had saved her life and she wanted him. She wanted him so badly she could barely speak. Jeremy removed her apron and pulled her jeans down over her hips as she wiggled out of them. Her tight white panties were wet with her juices, but she wasn’t embarrassed, she wanted him to see. She wanted him to see and then do so much more. She pointed her toes as he took hold of one pant leg, then the other, gently removing them. Her womanhood was an aching hot cauldron of desire. She reached around his back with her legs, pulling him nearer.

But he didn’t move toward her special spot, not yet. Instead, he slid his hands up her top, cupping her breasts. He ran his fingers under the wire of her bra and she let out a murmur of delight. He held her, all of her, in his hands as he gently released the satin strap of her white lace bra. Then he raised her arms, removing her shirt. The straw was scratchy on her back, but she didn’t care. All she wanted was this man all over her. Her wish was granted as Jeremy leaned in to her. He kissed her neck once, then twice, then a hundred times, gently dropping his lips all the way down to her breasts and then over her nipples.

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