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"Nothing." Evan pushed a bit of her hair back behind her ear.Felecia frowned at him."You're beautiful. I like looking at you." He should take his hand back, but her hair was so soft. He didn't want to stop touching it.Her eyes widened slightly. "Oh."It wasn't just an outward beauty either. Her strength and character were just as attractive as her body. This was the person she'd chosen to be, not just who the world had made her to be.Felecia licked her lips, drawing his attention to her mouth.She had perfect lips. Not too big, not too small, just enough fullness. Everything about her was perfect.His nose bumped hers. He wasn't sure when they'd gotten this close, he couldn't think clearly. Not when his thoughts were all centered around her mouth.Evan brushed his lips over hers. Her body tensed and he felt a jolt of awareness from that simple touch. He wanted-needed-more.Felecia leaned into him, her wonderful mouth moving against his. He cradled her close to him

Wednesday. Amsterdam Airport. Amsterdam, Netherlands.FELECIA DUCKED INTO THE women's restroom. She was more than a little surprised Kelsey wasn't glued to her hip. Ever since they'd left the flat that morning the other woman had stuck by her, grumbling about the stupidity of men.In truth, Felecia had been glad for Kelsey's company. The intensity from last night still reverberated in her bones.The knowing had come on her again. In his arms, surrounded by pleasure and safety, she'd known something good. Felecia's mother had explained that the sense was a gift from God. Her grandmother thought it was a supernatural ability. Felecia preferred to think of them as good instincts. Only, what she felt and thought and knew around Evan was so jumbled.She couldn't know their future.That was impossible.She needed a little space from Evan to catch her breath if nothing else. Not that she'd gotten much with him sitting directly behind her on the plane, but she'd been able to pre

Wednesday. Austin-Bergstrom International Airport. Austin, Texas.FELECIA WASN'T THE MOST well-traveled person, but even she knew the Emirates flying experience was unique and luxurious. There were no knots in her back or shoulders from uncomfortable seats. She wasn't hungry. Everything had been perfection.She'd almost been able to fool herself into believing this was a dream where she got to jet off to parts unknown with a handsome man with eyes so blue they couldn't possibly be real. It was a nice fantasy and she was certain Evan would have helped her with it if she'd told him even part of it.Just thinking of him made her glance over her shoulder at him carrying their things out of the airport and to the waiting SUVs.To think, when she'd met him she'd had a foolish plan to seduce him into helping her get away. Now she thought about her words carefully so she wouldn't make him think she wanted to get out of here. She had a sinking suspicion that he might very well ignore

Wednesday. Obran's Stash House. Austin, Texas.EVAN FELT AS IF he were being torn in all directions. The revelation that Obran's wife Olga was the previously unknown Karen had set the whole team on edge. Then there were the implications of her hasty exit to consider.She'd known they were coming. Or at least there was the possibility of exposure.They might never find Karen now. Obran was good at what he did.And then there was Felecia.She'd stalked out of the house and was standing under the big magnolia tree in the front yard, a picture clutched in her hand, staring at the grass. She'd told him her mother was dead and she believed it. Her whole world was being rocked and here he was setting up some damn cameras.It stood to reason that Obran or someone who worked for him might come back to the house, and if they did that their team needed to know. The cameras were a necessity. But Felecia needed a shoulder and he couldn't be that for her. Not until the damn cameras we

Wednesday. Austin-Bergstrom International Airport. Austin, Texas.CALEB PUSHED HIS SUNGLASSES up his nose and glanced around the airstrip.He'd never intended to come back to his home state. Hell, he'd been content to never set foot in the country again. Yet, here he was.They'd moved as quickly as they could to stay on their target's tail, but that still meant they were hours behind. Add to that they'd been forced to take smaller air crafts and travel in shorter leaps to skirt the TSA and customs and they were all running on frayed nerves.Their people sent to pick the girl up in Amsterdam were dead. If it weren't for Skilton coming through with leads for them Caleb was half afraid they would have been left twiddling their thumbs.He glanced over his shoulder at Bodhi and Ramon.Neither were talking to him.Caleb didn't want to be in charge. He'd just answered the phone. That was all he'd done, and now somehow he'd wound up on the hook for everything they did."Cale