AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I do trust you, you idiot. But this won’t work.” I peered over the edge again. “Unless . . . ”
“Unless what?”
“I’ll distract them.”
“No way.” He raised his palms. “No. No. Absolutely not!”
“I’ll get down there with the device, and I’ll pretend that they shot you. I’ll plead for them just to take the stupid thing. And while they’re distracted, you can do your thing.”
The weight of my plan settled between us like a blazing asteroid.
Tyler’s jaw remained rigid as he grasped my hands. “I can’t let you do that.”
“This is our fight, remember?”
“No, Indy, it’s mine. If something happens to you . . .”
I squared my shoulders, squeezing his palms to mine. “They won’t expect it. I can handle myself. I’ll distract them with my tits or something.”
He scrunched his face, frowning.
“Men can’t focus when tits are on display.” I reached behind my neck and tugged the knot, and my bikini fell away from my chest.
His eyes bounced to my boobs.
“See.” I jiggled on my toes, making my tits bounce.
He looked like he was torn between laughing and yelling at me.
“You crazy woman.” His jaw clenched, and the muscles beneath his cheeks bulged as he wrestled with his emotions. “But?—”
“Trust me. This will work.” With a final squeeze of his hand, I released my grip and peered down into the shadowy alcove below. I undid the other knot on my bikini. Turning back to Tyler, I handed my bikini top to him. “Don’t lose that. It’s the only clothing I have left.”
His lip twitched like he was fighting every emotion at once.
“Help me down there.” I sat on the edge and raised my hands for him to lift me down.
“Indy.” His pleading tone made me falter. It sounded exactly the same as the day my father begged me to stay back when that big Viking bastard whipped Dad’s back. I was only eleven years old, and I did as I was told, but I should have done something back then.
I’m not backing down this time.
“I am doing this.” As I peered up at him, the space between us charged with so much energy, I half expected a lightning strike. I waggled my hands. “Help me down.”
Finally, he nodded, and the determined cop returned to his expression. He gripped my hands and lowered me onto the ledge below. The alcove was somehow warmer, like it had trapped the heat of the day, and the air was tinged with scents of earth and grass.
Crouching down, I peered into the alcove, and ducking beneath the low-hanging plant runners, I stepped into the cave.
“It’s not very big,” I said, “but I can stand inside here.”
Voices carved through the air and seemed to echo around me. I dashed back outside and reached up. “Give me that device.”
He glared at me before he reached into his pocket. The piercing beat got louder as he lowered it to my hand. “Be careful, Indy.”
“I will. You, too. Kill those fuckers.”
The voices grew louder. If they were hunting us, they were doing a rotten job of concealing their position. Or the cocky bastards believed we couldn’t hide from them anyway.
Tyler sprinted into the bushes higher up the hill and disappeared from my view.
