Sophia
Letting Micah walk out that door on some dangerous job is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Everything has been so great lately. There have been so many times that I’ve wanted to tell him that I love him, but I’m scared. I know that our relationship is different now, but all I can remember is him running away from me all of those years ago. Taking a deep breath, I walk back to the bed and stare at the ceiling. I’m too nervous to sleep. Even after making love so many times, I’m still feeling energized. I just want to rewind back to an hour ago when we were in the tub touching and kissing.
For the rest of the night, I walk around the apartment, feeling restless. The upside is that I use the time to design Ms. Reynolds’ apartment. The woman is quickly becoming
Micah- Earlier in the evening Gideon, Hunter, and Priest are waiting for me when I get through the empty apartment doors where we set up surveillance. “What’s going on?” I ask the men who are staring at the surveillance monitors intensely. Priest rises from the chair in front of the computer and gestures to something on a nearby table. “We know how they’re transporting everything. Take a look at this.” I walk toward the table and look down at a set of blueprints. “What is it?” Hunter stands behind me and points to the blueprint. “Remember the other day when you said there was something we were missing?” I nod my head and wait for him to continue. “Well, you were right. We were not really thinking about the whole scope of the operation.
Sophia The elevator doors ding as I step into Ms. Reynolds’ apartment. So far, I’ve been able to order several pieces of furniture and am redesigning the kitchen. I still haven’t touched her bedroom, considering how difficult she has been about her design. A small smile slips across my lips as I remember another bedroom where I just spent the past few hours making love with Micah. I’m still amazed that Micah told me he loved me. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. Especially considering that I’ve been in love with him for so long and never expected him to reciprocate. Even after we made love the first time, I didn’t expect him to ever express such deep emotion for me. I
Micah My hands run up and down her back as Sophia’s naked body rises and falls over my lap. I close my eyes feeling sparks of ecstasy every time her tight sheath constricts around my shaft. After I gave her self-defense lessons, we laid down on the couch and fell asleep in each other’s arms. I didn’t mean for it to escalate so quickly this morning. I woke up feeling her soft skin beneath my fingers, enjoying the feel of her body against mine. It started with a simple kiss for my sleeping beauty. Then we were ripping the clothing off our bodies and trying to get as close as we could. I just can’t get enough of this incredible woman. Everything about her captivates me. &n
Sophia We all step into the townhouse, feeling a variety of emotions. My parents’ relief and gratitude that they’re home, and Micah and I with anxiety at what will happen once we reveal our relationship to them. We spend all of Friday and Saturday enjoying time with our parents. I can’t say the opportunity to reveal our secret wasn’t right. I think it was more like we didn’t know how to go about it. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on our perspective, the opportunity is taken out of our hands when our parents step out to go grocery shopping. Micah and I had to sleep in separate beds for the past two nights and were desperate for each other. We’ve only been sleeping in the same bed for a little over a week, but I feel like I c
Micah “Does she know what you do for a living?” Tate asks as he turns some stakes in the grill. My head snaps away from the sight of Sophia’s perfect bikini-clad body, back to Tate’s. I have to say I’m surprised that Tate has managed to sneak up on me─ twice already. Sophia is definitely hell for my assassin’s instincts. Unlike my mother, Tate found out what I was the hard way. It was a few months after my mother met him and Sophia at the restaurant. I was meeting Tate to prepare a surprise for my mother at his place. I won’t pretend that I wasn’t hoping to catch a glimpse of Sophia that day. He and Sophia were planning an engagement party for mom. I was in charge of giving Tate a ride from the hospital to the apartment because his vehicle wasn’t working, and Sophia didn’t like to drive. I had just gotte
Sophia “Don’t be down, pumpkin; you’ll see him later.” My dad says, ruffling my hair gently. I roll my eyes and take a sip of the lemonade Chelsea set in front of me. “I know, dad. I just worry about him” Chelsea and my father look at me with understanding and take a seat on the couch across from me. “You must be so excited to move into the gorgeous apartment after living in that stuffy dorm for so long. And I’m sure Micah is excited about you moving in with him. Do you want us to help you move your things tomorrow?” Chelsea asks, trying to divert the conversation to a happier note. I nod my head, trying to shake off my melancholy. “Yeah, that would be great.” I turn to my dad with a thankful grin. “I know that learning about Mic
Micah “No, no, no. This is not happening!” I mutter over and over again as I watch Maya Reynolds and Willem Kazik lead Sophia at gunpoint into the warehouse. I’m sure by now that the other men have seen Sophia step out of the car. Dragon stops next to me, shaking my shoulder firmly. “What’s going on, Savage? Who is that?” Just then, the others arrive at our spot and look at me with various forms of disbelief. Without another word, I remove my gun and knife and stride purposely toward the warehouse. Priest stops before me to halt my progress. “You can’t go in there like that, Micah!” I shake my head, slapping his hands away reproachfully. “Screw you, Priest. Were you not looking at what just happened? They have Sophia?”&nb
Sophia Okay, girl, calm down. I think to myself as I gaze into the dark interior of the crate. Another noise makes me stiffen in alarm. I blink my eyes, trying to adjust my vision. “Hello?” I whisper warily as I lean on the side of the crate and use it to guide me forward. “Is anyone here?” I ask, feeling my heart speed up with panic when the sound of rustling echoes in the darkness. I’m about to call out again when I feel a hand clamp down on my wrist. I cry out in fear and pull at my arms but quickly calm when a soft female voice penetrates my panic. “It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you. I was brought here against my will too.” The sound of my heavy breathing meets my ears as I stiffen my shoulders and focus my eyes on