Inside Danger (Outside The Ropes Book 2) (44 page)

I gripped tighter to him, wrapping my legs around his waist with a small moan. The slow burn that had been simmering low in my stomach, erupted.

“My sexy fighter,” He mumbled, sliding his lips over my chin to my neck.

My head fell back with a laugh, giving him better access to my neck. I loved the shocks of sensation they sent through me, all the way to my toes.

He pushed me against the SUV, reminding me of where we were. Hell if I could stop this though. I didn’t want to stop him.

My fingers curled into his hair. “My champ.” I blew into his ear before sucking the lobe into my mouth.

He walked us around the car and then opened the passenger side door, setting me on the seat. With his hands free now, he slid them under my shirt, head dipping down to my neckline, nipping and licking the skin at my collar, completely stealing my air in a rush of fire.

Suddenly he froze, and I popped my eyes open.

Before I even registered what stopped him, he was up and whipped around, one gun pressed to the man’s chest in front of him and his other hand aiming a gun at a second man’s head.

“Drop it,” Gage demanded of the second man, and I saw he had a gun vaguely pointed in my direction.

I sat up, drained of all heat, taking in the scene. The taller man in front of Gage with spikey black hair and black eyes didn’t have a gun. Gage must have taken it, because I didn’t recognize the gun he had aimed at the man. The second man, a shorter man with a bald head, slowly lowered his gun. He was looking directly into the barrel of Gages gun, a gun I recognized, the one he carries on him at all times.

“Good.” Gage’s voice was calm, his face smooth and blank. “Now Regan, I want you to get up and go back inside. Wait by the locker room. I’ll find you soon.” He didn’t take his eyes off the men in front of us.

I was already reaching under the seat. I had hoped I’d been paranoid in thinking I would need this again one day, but it proved useful now. Pulling out the gun I had strapped there, I clicked off the safety and stepped out of the car.

Aiming directly at the second man, I removed the gun from his hand and stood firmly beside Gage. “I’m not going anywhere.”

I felt Gage look at me, and I let my gaze meet his out of the corner of my eye. He was smiling as he shook his head, but he surprised me by placing a brief kiss on my neck.

“Well okay then.” Gage slid one gun back into his waist, looking between both men. “Who’s going to talk first and tell me what the fuck you think you’re doing?”

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