Page 225 of Renegade
EPILOGUE
One Month Later, End of June
CAROLINE
Caroline finished reading the last page of the novel, closed the book, and went in search of a tissue. After digging one from her handbag, she wiped the tears from her cheeks.
Wow, that was so good.
She flicked her gaze to the rock of a man by her side. And she smiled. Grey had fallen asleep five minutes after they’d boarded the chartered plane.
The past two weeks had been intense.
After a few convos, she and Grey had decided to join Tank in Boston. While she’d hoped to spend a little time touring the great city with its rich history and fabulous shopping, she’d been doing little more than working… and loving her man.
Turns out, Tank was just as much of a beast as her fiancé. Maybe more so. The man worked nonstop, except for the hour every day he spent working out.
Much to their extreme disappointment and frustration, the Haqazzii terror cell had done an outstanding job of ghosting. The trio had chased down every lead—no matter how small—but the trail had gone stone cold. Two weeks wasn’t nearly enough time, but they had to return to the DMV for Luciano and Simone’s wedding.
“Hey, babe,” Grey’s deep timbre was a welcome interruption to her nonstop thoughts.
When she glanced over, his expression morphed into concern as he furrowed his brow. “Were you crying?”
“I finished the book Addison loaned me.” She held up the novel penned by Stoni Alexander.
“Was that your first romance?”
“Yes, but it’s not my last. I already know which of her stories I’m reading next.” She shot him a smile. “And I picked out a naughty scene to read to you tonight.”
He straightened up in the seat. “That sounds fun.”
“F is for fun… and for a lot of other fun things.”
He caressed her cheek with the back of his finger.
“Addison said Hawk likes it.”
He chuffed out a laugh. “TMI.”
She smiled. “I was surprised.”
“’Bout what?”
“Stoni Alexander writes about ALPHA and BLACK OPS.”
Grey’s eyebrows jutted into his forehead. “For real?”
“Yes.”
“How can she do that?”
“It’s fiction, but I gotta say… it’s pretty realistic. Anyway, this book”— she held it up again— “was packed with sexy times, villains, suspense, and love. You might like it.”
“I’m gonna enjoy my bedtime stories with my woman and leave Stoni’s books to you.” He leaned over, kissed her. After glancing out the window, he asked, “How long was I asleep?”
“We’re landing soon, so pretty much the whole flight.”
“We need a vacay,” he said.
