My body hums with excitement, with happiness, with need.
“This is you showing me around?” I ask on a lusty laugh.
Landon’s eyes darken. “Yes. I figured we’d start right here. With me showing you how much I love you…while it’s just the two of us.”
And he does precisely that.
His kiss like no other kiss.
His touch like no other touch.
Because he loves me as I love him.
The moment between us grows heated, which comes as no surprise.
What does surprise me is the music that suddenly starts playing on Landon’s phone.
“Hit Me with Your Best Shot” by Pat Benatar.
It’s the song that plays whenever Liam calls him about work.
Landon curses under his breath, and I can’t help but giggle even though I have a feeling I’m not going to like the call any more than he does. It’s the curse a man makes when he’s about to be cock-blocked.
Landon accepts the call. “What’s up, Liam?” There’s a pause while he listens to whatever his boss has to tell him. “No, I haven’t…not since he left for Nevada to visit his grandmother.…He said it was a potential mission but didn’t say much else.…Really?…Okay. See you Monday.”
Frowning, he ends the call.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“It’s Adam. He’s missing. The last time anyone saw him, he was entering a chapel in Vegas…to get married.”
