Chapter 26

Two days. It’s been two damn days since the steamy all consuming make-out session with Falcon. Monty claimed to be taking over this next leg of the trip and I have actively sought to be near Rome or Monty at all times. Oh sure, my eyes wander to Falcon way more than I would like to admit, but all I find when I look at him is his cold scowling face.

So now all four of us stand huddled on this tiny run-down stoop in the middle of the city. The rain seems to never stop in this smelly place. I peek around, looking at the rundown buildings and the people who seem to not have a care in the world about the wetness they are entrenched in. A shiver wracks my body as I hug myself closely, a warm arm wrapping around my middle section, wrapping me in a jacket attached to a body.

I should turn around and shove him away, but my skin prickles as if seeking the heat and comfort he offers and instead I fall into Falcon’s warm embrace. The bastard seems to know my weaknesses. I’m a sucker for warmth,