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head at such a preposterous thought. If she’d been sent to Ecuador as a spy, she’d done a shoddy job of it. In the time that we’d been together, I hadn’t seen her send so much as a text message. And a secret agent would have immediately gotten out of cuffs and run for it. An incarcerated CIA agent in Ecuador wouldn’t be in a very good position. There had been enough trouble when WikiLeaks had publicized the US ambassador’s candid critique of the president — I couldn’t imagine the media blowout if Ecuador was lucky enough to catch a CIA agent spying here.
    I’d put her in the government’s hands myself. Nothing I’d do to her would equal what they’d do to her.
    But now I was going to take her home, and I was going to get to the bottom of whomever had sent Aguilera to search my jet.
    I was lucky that Ortiz was there, but I certainly paid him enough to look after my affairs. If he hadn’t prevented it before it happened, it meant that it had been enacted at the last minute. I’d only filed the flight plan a little bit before we took off.
    Heads were going to roll.
    I looked at Naelle’s beautiful profile.
    There was something in her beautiful dark eyes — was it fear? anxiety — which awoke my protective instincts.
    I was mostly sure that she wasn’t sent to take me down, and I would protect her while I could get to the bottom of this. It could be a ploy to gain my trust, but I highly doubted it.
    I hailed the closest taxi. I didn’t normally use them, but we had unusual circumstances. I needed to get away from the police station before that asshole Aguilera even noticed that I was gone.
    “North of La Carolina,” I told him.
    He easily slid into traffic like a seasoned Quito driver. I told him where to turn, and soon we were at my house.

Very Sleepy
Naelle
    T he impact of his home diminished as I got used to it. He paid the cab driver and stepped out, putting a possessive arm around my shoulders. I didn’t know if I liked it. One, he was warm and solid. Two, he was awfully presumptuous for a guy I’d slept with just one night and who had proceeded to nearly kidnap me and force me to go back to the United States.
    Too much had happened in the last day. I was dead on my feet.
    “Hungry?” he asked me.
    “No,” I said, covering my mouth as I yawned.
    “Let me take you upstairs to a bedroom, okay? You’re sleepy.”
    I was too tired to think about anything, like getting my luggage. I’d figure it out when I woke up.
    When I moved to go upstairs, I tripped on the first step of the staircase.
    I found myself whisked off of my feet.
    “Put me down?” I didn’t sound very sure of myself.
    “You’re so tired that you can barely stand. Just let me take you upstairs and tuck you in.”
    I stared into his face. I could see clear affection and caring. It was totally at odds with the scary man who’d been borderline threatening when I’d gone into his secret cabin high in the mountains next to Quito.
    But then I rested my head on his shoulder. I’d unravel the mystery of Emilio later. For now, I was mostly asleep.
    I felt him push open a door and lean down to put me down on a soft bed.
    “Stay with me.” I tightened my arms around his body.
    Where had that come from?
    He lay next to me on the soft bed, our arms around each other.
    “I was really scared today,” I told him softly.
    “You’re safe now,” he reassured me. “I’ll stay here until you fall asleep, okay?”
    My eyes were closed as I accepted the embrace of this gentle monster.

Gentle
Emilio
    I must have fallen asleep when I’d held Naelle in my arms, because the first thing that I felt when I woke up was her warm body still in my arms.
    My hands trailed slowly down her back. I loved feeling her curvy figure.
    As I opened my eyes, she was staring right at me, her mouth a hairsbreadth from mine.
    I captured her mouth with mine, slowly sliding my tongue into her mouth, stroking her softly, and then withdrawing before doing it