Hannah's legs wobbled, her whole body practically vibrating.What the hell had Mason done to her out on the beach?She knew what she thought had happened, but was that mind-blowing, melting crescendo of...she didn't even know what to call it, but she'd felt it from the ends of her hair all the way to her toenails.Her vibrator had never given her an orgasm like that before. Whatever he'd done was a full-body experience that had her still short of breath and tingly in places she didn't know could tingle.Mason's grip tightened on her hand as he led her back to the room. Her feet and clothes were still wet from the impromptu wash off they'd done before entering the hotel. His stride was a little wobbly, but then again, after what he'd done, she'd be shocked if he wasn't the teensy bit affected, too. Though as far as she could tell she was the only one who'd gotten anything out of the little tent adventure. And oh boy, was that an adventure.They careened around a corner, almost

Hannah paced to the sliding glass doors and stared out at the ocean.Did she feel different?The muscles in her abdomen and between her legs were sore, but that was it. No miraculous change, no big difference.Virginity was just that. A title slapped on a person for the benefit of assigning value to it and nothing more.Tap. Tap. Tap.She swallowed and crept toward the adjoining door. She twisted the handle and it swung toward her.Mason stood on the other side, still naked, but his hair was damp and there was no great, intimidating erection pointed her way. A great big bubble of warmth popped deep in her chest, spreading it's ooeygooeyness everywhere.Oh man...She clung to the door, her knees going all weak again.Ho-kay, she was a liar. A big fat liar."Hey," she said."Come here."He reached for her hand, prying it off the lever, and led her to his bed. The door swung shut behind her, locking her out of her room. She couldn't even find it in her head to care

Mason's thoughts plagued him as they searched."It should be down this hall," Hannah muttered.They turned left, down a short expanse of corridor that ended in another right turn. A cleaning cart sat up next to the wall, one door propped open.Hannah's step slowed as they neared the room, her eyes growing larger.He grabbed her hand and pulled her past the room, casually glancing in. Two housekeepers had several big, black trash bags sitting near the doors.If one resort employee was in on it, more could be, too."Mason." Hannah squeezed his hand."I know."Housekeeping was clearing out the other two girl's belongings.He'd bet money that Natalie and Christine were gone. And not headed home.Mason couldn't protect Hannah and find two missing girls. He had to take care of Hannah first, then he could figure out his options for a search and rescue."What are we going to do?" Hannah's voice broke and she squeezed his hand."We're getting out of here."They circled

Hannah stared Mason down until she saw him give.Mason sighed, clearly exasperated with her questions. Well, fuck him if he didn't want to answer. She wasn't going into a situation without some idea of what to expect."Zain said Abraham has a code. It makes him hard to work with.""What code? Who is he?" This would go so much faster if Mason would just give her the information up front."Abraham deals mostly in guns. I don't know all the details of his code, but he's Jewish. I'm guessing no deliveries on the Sabbath, he doesn't work with some nationalities, and he keeps kosher, but it's just a guess. Satisfied?""Why did he and Zain fall out?""Zain violated one of his nationality rules. It was a mistake, not a conscious one, but Abraham never forgave him for it. Satisfied?""Yes. Let's go." She didn't want to ask the next question-why Aegis would need to work with an arms dealer. Some questions didn't need answers.Hannah straightened her spine, pushed her shoulders ba

"No-I just mean-""I get that you have some twisted idea that we're better off not speaking or touching or being around each other, but I don't share that idea. We feel something for each other and you'd rather stick your head in the sand than take this one opportunity to figure out why we might have something." She held up a hand when he opened his mouth. "I fully understand why a relationship is out, what I don't accept is your lame attempt to cheapen what could have been a great one-time thing between us. So really-shut the fuck up, Mason, because I don't want to hear it. We went to a party. We drank. Someone somewhere is an asshole and tried to drug me. They got you instead, and then we had sex. My bad for assuming you were on the same page as me, but I will not let you piss on the only good thing that happened in this nightmare."She turned and stalked into the postage stamp-sized bathroom and slammed the door shut.He stared at the wooden rectangle for several long moments.