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to make them his pawns. This guard had a gambling problem that he hoped Brian would be able to clear up for him, and that Brian used to his own personal advantage.
    “There’s a disposable phone waiting for your message. If you tell me what you want it to say, I’ll take care of it, keep you in the clear.” The guard grabbed hold of Brian’s arm while they waited for his cell door to slide open. “I’ll be back by in a few minutes for that message.”
    Brian acknowledged this with a nod of his head as he turned to face the guard while the door slid shut. Putting his hands out so the guard could remove his handcuffs, he just looked at the guard, his face giving away nothing to any others who might be watching them.
    A few minutes later, as the guard was making another pass, Brian was ready and slipped a folded note to the guard with instructions. “You make sure this gets through, and I’ll help take care of that little gambling problem of yours.”
    Palming the paper, the guard turned and kept walking down the corridor toward the break room where he could stash the message until he could send it.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 7
    The Cabin
     
     
    Drake reached his hand up to Kaylie’s cheek, his fingers gentle as he stroked her face and the dark bruise that marred her forehead.
    His gaze held hers and he could see the mixture of colors in her eyes, the green and the blues, and some interesting flecks of gold in them. Intrigued, his gaze drifted lower to her mouth, to those soft looking full lips, and felt the front of his jeans tighten when he saw the tip of her tongue peek out and lick her lips.
    His eyes flicked back up to hers and he could see the longing in them and he couldn’t resist it anymore, he had to see if she tasted as sweet as he thought she would. Still looking into her eyes, he leaned down and gently brushed his mouth across hers, a soft caressing of lips.
    Kaylies body responded slowly, gradually warming to Drakes kiss; the gentleness of it was almost hesitant. When they separated, Kaylie had to know if she’d imagined that touch and her tongue slipped past her own lips to seek and savor the taste of him.
    When he leaned back, he watched her eyes flutter open and her tongue licking her lips again. Mesmerized by that small action, he leaned back in and took her mouth with his again, his tongue licking the seam of her lips until she opened her mouth and met his tongue with her own. With a groan, he turned her in his arms as their tongues dueled and caressed each other’s. She made a small sound in her throat and her hands went to his chest, fisting in the fabric of his shirt, while he took her mouth hungrily.
    They were both breathing hard when they separated, looking into one another’s eyes. Drake took a deep breath and stepped back from her, not wanting to frighten her. “I’ll finish this, why don’t you go shower and relax.”
    Nodding, Kaylie turned and walked into her room to get what she needed for her shower.
    She closed the bathroom door behind her and looked in the mirror, the bruising a dark combination of black and purple marring her forehead. She kept looking critically at her face, noticing the small wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and the bags underneath them. Age, she thought, combined with stress had already begun taking their toll on her. She reached up and traced her fingers across her lips, thinking of how Drakes lips had felt against her own, feeling a tingling and a clenching low in her belly.
    Turning away from the mirror she turned on the water and stepped under the spray of the shower, letting the wet heat and the steam sooth her muscles as she stood there. Her head dropped down, stretching her neck as she tried to persuade her muscles to relax. Kaylie stood there for a few minutes, just letting the water run down her body, watching as the water ran toward the drain and wishing it could take her past along with it. She finally opened her eyes,