side door of the Ro

lack leather jacket and a heavy silver Chrome

e black umbrella and wa

er her head, letting the freezing rain

harp, handsome features. His dark eyebrows slammed together as he

curse about the Thomas

The inside was still radiating his body heat. He

liar warmth of family care. Her rigid muscles i

d open the massive, rear sui

od toward the interior, making it very clear th

nd climbed into the caver

owed by the heated air and that aggres

The thick glass instantly severed the sound of the rain and

turned h

t into a pair of bottoml

plush leather seat. His presence su

. His long legs were crossed at the knee, and a

't say

alculating precision of a predator, dragging from the

made Ainsley's chest tighten

her hips, pressing her b

towel. His knuckles were sharp and pronounced. A ten-milli

voice was a low, magnetic rumble that

he tips of her fingers accidentally brush

ck instantly, as if she ha

fted the car into gear. He looked at Ainsley throu

he cashmere towel

on the Washington D.C. power players, trying to match

lled at the corner of his mouth. He didn't offer a single word to

I hadn't come to get you, were you really going to

ferent. "I was just going to crash at

d clinic" left her mouth, Hill's finge

leam flashed in

d his head to l

erground clinic?" Hill asked. His tone was casu

rt slammed ag

ain perfectly steady. "I used t

e was 'The Scalpel'-the legendary underground surgeon with a ten-million-do

r face for three

y accepting the lie, but the da

etlights flashed rapidly ac

tting through the silence. "You look a

up. Her muscles locke

ard coughs from the front sea

lare at the rearview mirror. C

his upper

ing only inches from her face. She could f

r her ears. "As your fiancé, whom you've never met, I sho