Chapter 39

For a moment, John’s mesmerized by the kiss. It stirred a lower part of him that threatened to break forth when his hand moved and locked her head in place.

She whined and pulled back when his grip forced her to stretch her wounds, but before she could resume, he pulled back completely. Both of them staring into each other’s eyes.

She reached out to caress his face. “Today, I nearly died and the only thing I could think of was not fully expressing my feelings to you.”

“What happened to you? Why did they come after you and what does Spectre want?”

“I don't know, but if they're this serious about me, it means they want my dad to build something dangerous, and he has refused.”

John's brow furrowed at that statement. He could not place a finger on it, but it rubbed him in a strange way.

“When has your father ever rejected a fully funded project?”

“That's the thing that scares me. Why would he reject this?”

John shook his head. Rita tried to sit up, and he assisted her by placing a pillow