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“What are you saying?”
“I told you that I didn’t believe in love because I’d never experienced it before. In my scientific mind, if I hadn’t felt love, then it didn’t, couldn’t, exist. I deal with reality, Raven. I understand things that I can explain and replicate to prove that it is real and quantifiable.” He chuckled. “That’s going to drive you crazy over the next fifty or sixty years. I’m warning you, my logic and your emotional way of attacking life is going to clash.”
“But you love me?’
“I never thought it was possible,” Tim admitted. “I thought love was just something people talked about but no one actually experienced.” He leaned down, brushing his lips over hers. “ Now I know what a fool I’ve been and I’m begging you, please don’t leave me. Because I don’t think I’ll be able to live without you.”
She grinned through the tears. “You love me?”
“With all my heart and soul,” he promised. “Will you stop trying to set me up with other women and marry me?”
Raven gasped, shocked by his question. “You…want to marry…me?”
He chuckled. “Isn’t that what I’ve been saying?”
She tilted her head, pretending to replay the conversation in her head. “No. Actually, you’ve only said that…!” Raven yelped when he growled and spun her around. “I can see that there’s only one way to prove to you how I feel and the sincerity of my question.”
Raven laughed, wiping the tears from her eyes. “What’s your plan, Doc?”
He pulled her into a bedroom decorated in forest green and rich dark brown. “I’m going to make love to you until you agree to become my wife,” he explained in his logical way. “Any objections?”
She pretended to consider, but he pressed her back until the backs of her legs touched the bed. “I’m still considering–”
He covered her mouth, interrupting whatever she was about to say next. Raven laughed, but when his hands moved to her back, pulling her hips against his hardness, there was no more laughter. She seriously needed to get naked with this man. She’d missed him so much!
Chapter 12
“Wait!” Brittni called out, as she stumbled a little in her stupidly high heels as she turned. “I forgot my phone!”
Mike watched her toddle back into the cheap restaurant. For a moment, he considered just driving away. Tonight had been a success in many ways. He was now relaxed and ready to settle in for the long wait for his prey to arrive. Did he really need the stupid wench now?
“Why not?” he grumbled and ducked into the stolen sedan. “Maybe she’ll come in handy as a distraction.” Then he grinned. “Or a shield if the bullets start flying.”
Tapping his finger against the steering wheel, he waited for the bitch to come back out.
Agent Brittany Andrews hurried back into the restaurant, the ridiculously high heels she’d chosen for this mission fighting her every step of the way.
Thankfully, she arrived just in time. The waitress was just beginning to clear their table. “Stop!” she called out, startling the waitress.
The exhausted woman turned and looked at Brittany, an irritated expression in her eyes. “What’s up?” the waitress asked, pushing a limp wisp of hair out of her eyes.
Brittany could see the exhaustion and lack of exuberance for life in the older woman’s features. “I know this is going to sound ridiculous, but I need you to leave all of the plates and glasses on the table.” She looked around, then decided to risk her cover. “An FBI agent is going to arrive in a few minutes to collect everything. Just leave the stuff on the–” She stopped as Dean walked through the back of the restaurant. “He’s here now. Just let him do his thing and everything will be fine.”
With that, Brittany walked out of the restaurant, flipping her phone back to “ditz” mode. After entering her special code, all of the special features on her phone were again hidden so if she lost it, or if Mike, the bastard, stole it somehow, he wouldn’t notice all of the text messages she’d sent off to her team over the past few hours.
Without another word, she rushed out through the front door, confident that Dean would handle the DNA sample from the glass and cutlery. Before she pushed out through the door again, she paused, took a deep breath, then forced the ditz persona back in place.
“I need to go back to my place,” Raven whispered, the darkness and Tim’s warmth surrounding her.
His arms tightened around her waist and he pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Why?”
She smiled and pressed against him, loving the sound of his groan. “Because you keep ruining my underwear.”
Tim laughed softly and she rolled over, looking up at his features that were lit only by the moonlight streaming in through the open windows. “Say it again.”
He knew exactly what she needed to hear. “I love you,” he assured her, his hand moving over her bare stomach. “I love how you put so much of yourself into your work. I love the way you see the world through rose colored glasses. I love your determination to help your clients find something that’s so elusive.”
Raven cupped his face with her hands, enjoying the soft scruff from his beard. “How?” she whispered.
