Proper Scoundrel
“Oh God. A frozen second, and Marcus rolled from his perch to the far side of the car and hit the ground running, a bullet buzzing by his ear. Jade. He needed to get to Jade without bringing attention to himself, or she would be done for. He circled behind the railcar. They’d caught the first gunman, damn it, and locked him up. So who the bloody devil was shooting at her now? Another shot. A man’s curse. Somebody wanted Jade dead. “Marcus!” Jade called and relief washed over him. From the nearer side of the lumber car, he made straight for her, standing now, the fool, and grasped her waist at a run, hauling her into the cover of the woods. “Are you hurt?” Marcus stopped, pulled her down, and ran his hands over her. “No.” She pushed him away but he continued to hover, to protect her with his body. Two shots in a row this time. Marcus covered her more fully with his body. “You called my name,” he said against her ear. “I wanted you to stop shooting.” Marcus reared back, and fe...lt the blood drain from his face.MoreLess
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