Sanctuary (A Hunted Novel book 1)
“The smell of pine and vanilla enveloped him and he inhaled sharply. Tess. Her hair tickled his nose. He looked down at the sleeping beauty. Tess rested with her head against his chest, and one arm wrapped around his torso. The oversized tee she wore dipped down off her shoulder, exposing her soft, creamy skin.
He smiled to himself. She’d fallen asleep before him with her head resting on the glass window of the Grey Hound. And he recalled tipping his head back to rest on the headrest. Yet, somehow their bodies had gravitated towards each other.
The bus lurched over a bump and Tess stirred against him. He peered out the window as he pulled her closer, he wasn’t ready for her to pull away yet. They were almost to their destination; he wouldn’t be able to hold her too much longer, best to savor it while he could. The trip was short and sweet. Not wanting to travel too far, they’d chosen the closest hub they could find. Indianapolis was a bit out of the way, but it would do for now.
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