Jem paced, running his hands through his hair, then stopped right in front of her. “I kidnapped you, because I needed someone to take care of Avery. She was dying and we couldn’t have the complication of the hospital.”
“Did I help her?”
“Did you hurt me when you kidnapped me?”
“Yes, indirectly, goddammit. Your MC people were keeping an eye on you. I made shit worse.”
“That was already bad to begin with.”
“You should be so fucking angry with me. You will be.” His eyes looked haunted. “You asked me to take you with us, instead of letting you go back to the hospital—you wanted to come with us. You didn’t say why, but I should’ve known there was trouble. And I told you not to do it and you didn’t listen and it’s our fault.”
“Why is it your fault?”
“Because I didn’t want you to get in trouble. They didn’t want you hurt. We knew better. We accept danger—we’re supposed to protect innocents.”
She gave him a soft smile. “I’m considered an innocent?”
“Don’t be fucking nice with me, Drea—don’t you fucking dare.” He pointed at her.
“Never,” she deadpanned, and then she stopped, tilted her head and stared at him.
“What is it? Are you remembering something?”
“I think so. Yes, this.” She motioned between them. “This was always the way we interacted, right?”
“Yeah. Most of the time.”
“When didn’t we?”
“When we were kissing,” he said, and she had a sudden jolt through her body, a heat as a memory of her, semiwrapped around him, her legs bare, wishing he wouldn’t pull away.
“Why won’t you stay with me?”
“I’m prepping for a mission,” he said, but no, he was using that as an excuse. For some reason, Jem couldn’t lie to her . . . at least not well, and he knew it, because then he added, “Because I can’t control myself around you.”
“I don’t want you to.”
“I have to. I’m worried about you.”
“I’m a big girl.”
“It would be like you were fucking a stranger,” he told her.
“But you’re not a stranger. Just because I don’t remember how we met doesn’t mean you’re a stranger. And even if you are, you’re a stranger I obviously like. I want you, Jem. Okay? Don’t make me beg for that.”
From New York Times bestselling author Stephanie Tyler, the Section 8 series continues…
WHEN THE RISKS ARE THIS GREAT…
When Dr. Drea Timmons was kidnapped during Section 8’s last mission, Jem did everything in his power to rescue the woman he’d fallen for—a woman unwillingly recruited for one of S8’s most personal and dangerous covert operations. Drea survived, but at a price. The trauma of her capture has rendered her without a single memory of her ordeal—or any recollection of how violently unpredictable her ex-boyfriend, Danny, an Outlaw Angel, had become, or why she had left him.
IS TRUST EVEN AN OPTION?
When Danny threatens to turn Drea over to the feds, she is forced to go on the run and confront a past that is as deadly as her future. As trouble closes in on both ends, Drea has no choice but to trust Jem, the only man who can help her, the only man whose electrifying touch brings back memories—piece by piece—too stirring to forget.
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