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Where’s Hannah?”
    “She’s fine. She’s right next to me. What did you find out?” This time he intended to get some information from the horse’s mouth.
    “I spoke with Maxwell. He didn’t fill you in on many specifics before he sent you on this wild mission, did he?”
    “Hardly. And I’d sure like to know why.”
    “Listen,” she mumbled so softly even James could barely hear her, “Hannah doesn’t know—”
    “Doesn’t know what?”
    “Anything.”
    “Ahh.” Great, just great .
    “We were going to tell her, eventually. But not yet.”
    Hannah grabbed his arm, muttering something about giving her her own damn phone, but he leaned away, holding up a finger as a sign to hang on with what he hoped was a good puppy-dog look.
    She harrumphed, but sat back.
     
    The man drove her crazy. How dare he answer her phone? Talk to her mother. He had no right. And she needed far more answers than he did right now.
    All she got out of the conversation was a series of “uh-huh”, “I see”, “are you sure?”, “do they know where he is?”, “okay”, “keep us posted”.
    “Here, your mom wants to say hello.”
    “Fuck you,” she mumbled while grabbing the phone he held toward her. “Mom? What the hell is going on?”
    “James will explain everything. I’m sorry, honey. For everything. Believe me when I say I love you, your father loves you and we always have, both of us.”
    “Why, Mom?”
    “For your protection. Please, just trust me. I’ll be with you again soon. I’ll fly to Seattle and meet you there as soon as possible. In a few days.”
    “No. Later isn’t good enough. What the hell is going on? Mom? Mom?” She pulled the phone from her ear and looked at it in disbelief. “Either she hung up on me or the call got dropped.” Slowly, she turned to James. “What the hell is going on?” The question was becoming redundant, but she didn’t care.
    James laid a hand on her thigh again, probably intending reassurance, but only succeeding in sending her libido through the roof once more. Every time he touched her, sparks shot through her body.
    “You wanna just hang on to this so you can screen all my calls?” She didn’t care if her sarcasm leaked out for his enjoyment. Not to mention James didn’t even crack a smile. He literally took the proffered phone, lifted his hips a bit and put it in his jeans pocket. Bastard .
    “I’ll look for a place to stop,” he tossed her way. Surely he could feel the daggers she was about to start shooting through the car if she didn’t get answers, and soon.
    “I advise you do, if you don’t want me to start punching you for answers.”
    “Hmmm, that’s not a bad vision. You pummeling me with your tiny fists until I have to restrain them to avoid injury. Could you do it after we check into the room?”
    “ Bastard .” This time she didn’t keep the name calling to herself.
    Three exits later, James pulled off the highway at a busy intersection advertising about six hotels.
    Glancing around, he pulled into a seeming random selection, cut the engine and turned to face her. “I know you’re losing patience. Please hang on a few more minutes until I get us checked in…and maybe order a pizza. I’m starving.”
    “I’ll see what I can do.”
    “Fair enough. Come on.” James stepped out of the car, grabbed the bag he’d stuffed behind the seat and his own duffel with one hand and swung around the car to open the door for Hannah before she could literally get her seat belt off. The man had gentlemanly skills she’d not seen in…well, forever.
    How many kidnappers were kind enough to open the door for their victims?
    In no time, they acquired a room, ordered room service and settled on a loveseat in the sitting area.
    Hannah stared at James as he fiddled with his hands before leaning forward and taking her own. His gaze, when it met hers only inches away, reached into her soul. She shivered at the intimate contact she’d been bereft of