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time.
Nothing existed beyond the two of them. Not the danger, not the past. She wanted him to lay her down right there and then, unzip her from this climate-controlled suit, and take her right there on the muddy jungle floor.
Too soon Sam placed his hands gently on her arms and pulled them free from his neck. "Hold that thought.Gotta get going."
Hold thought? Her brain was filled with images of them rolling around on clean white sheets in a dimly lit room, and her heart battered at her rib cage like a wild beast trying to tear through. Hold that thought ?!
The sounds of the jungle once again intruded.
"Okay?" At her nod, he said softly, "Let's put some distance between them and us. I need both my hands free. Grab onto my belt and hang on." He guided her fingers to the small of his back, and she latched into his wide utility belt, and his body heat made her own temperature spike.
"We're going to haul ass on three. All you have to do is hang on and keep up with me. Save your questions and trust me, okay?"
Trust him?
Who was he?
Chapter Three
The jungle never slept.
Nocturnal animals, reptiles, and birds growled, slithered or chirped as they were disturbed in the darkness. Thanks to the glowing visibility of hisNVGs , Sam avoided stepping on a puff adder slithering across his path. Hissing, it inflated its body in warning. Sam stamped his booted feet to hurry it on its way. The adder was highly poisonous, and while it moved sluggishly, it could turn around and strike with lightening speed.
"Why are we stopping?" Beth whispered against his left shoulder blade.
"Cross traffic." He waited until the tail of the adder disappeared. He smelled lemon-scented Beth, and sex. Wishful thinking. After kissing her it had taken a while for thecockstand to go down. He was always in an uncomfortable state of semi-arousal when she was close. Touching her, kissing her, had almost put him over the edge. "All clear." He resuming walking.
The dense canopy of deciduous trees overhead made the swampy ground of theunderstory relatively easy to navigate. Still, the few small trees, man-high ferns, bushes, and snaking vines and roots made progress slow and treacherous.
So far he'd barely used the machete. Ignoring the tug at his waist, he balanced the HK MP5 fully automatic submachine gun with a laser sight in his right hand. He'd picked up the smaller pack and was loaded for anything that threatened them, from an aardvark to a zebra, two-legged mammals to everything else. Sam had absolutely no illusions about needing every bit of firepower he carried.
It was fortunate for him that currently there was a skirmish on the border betweenHuren andMallaruza .
The typical bands of rebels, soldiers from both sides, and soldiers for hire, were absent this far away.
Usually they roamed the country, destroying everything and everyone in their path like human locusts.
Looking for trouble and always finding it. And if not, making it.
UnlessThadiwe called in reinforcements, the odds were currently in Sam'sfavor .
Thadiweexpected his surgeon to report to his operating room at 0700. At 0701 he'd have his men fanning out to find her.
"We should go and get the Jeep you hid. We'd make better time." Beth whispered half an hour later, fingers still tucked in his waistband. Her steps didn't falter in the sultry darkness, although her quiet voice did.
"I have a boat waiting." Sam got a quick whiff of the lemon-scented soap shefavored . Unlikely beneath theDEET , but imaginary or not, the lemon fragrance brought to mind every aching memory he had of Dr.
ElizabethGoodall . He'd seen her serious and professional in her crisp white lab coat at her small clinic back home. Pale red hair twirled up on top of her head in some smooth intricate roll that looked as though one tug would bring the entire mass tumbling down her back.
He'd salivated seeing her—long-legged and sexy, in jeans and a sky blue T-shirt, that shiny red gold hair flowing over her