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getting crazier by the minute, and he had to reach home and then figure out how to rid his body of the poison now running through it. ' Hmm, luscious ,' his dragon groaned. ' I’d even let her be on top, oh yeah, with those delicious melons bouncing as we take her.'
    “Um, boss, we got a bit of a problem. We are coming to a dead end up ahead, so if you two got something up your sleeve back there, please hurry up with it,” his guard called from the front.
    “Give me a minute,” Natasha yelled as she tried to get a clean shot in.
    He leaned forward to check on the road. “Natasha, we don’t have a minute. Take the shot now.”
    “Give me a minute .”
    “Take the damn shot!” he yelled as he watched them fast approaching the end of the road with a barricade up and a long drop down off the cliff after that.
    Suddenly, time slowed down into slow motion. The rifle was fired as Ethan slammed on the brakes and spun the car around, the back tires skidding to a stop just at the edge of the cliff. They watched as the now dead driver’s car flew off the road and down into the unknown. Natasha slid back inside, staring back into Blain’s wide eyes. That was way too close a call for either of them to like. He reached up and cupped her cheek, smiling slowly as the realization finally hit him that she was okay—they were all right and still here.
    “We did it,” Natasha breathed heavily, leaning her head against his.
    “No, you did that, baby,” he corrected. He couldn’t help himself from sinking his fingers deep into her hair that had loosened from its tight braid during all the action. Their breaths mixed together as they panted from their adrenaline.
    Her eyes searched over him. Had he really just called her baby ? Why so? She was his right-hand, secretary, and maybe friend, nothing more. She had chalked up last night to two friends having a good time and just a few too many drinks on Blain’s end of the deal, but that was it. He hadn’t shown any signs otherwise this morning, so she thought she knew where she stood. And then after she had looked up a bit of information…. But now? His hands running through her hair, his lips only inches away from kissing hers… Her gaze landed on the trickle of blood running down the side of his face, she looked up to see that where he had hit the boulder, his head had been cut open and was gushing blood.
    “Oh, crap, you are hurt worse than I realized!” she exclaimed, her fingers lightly touching the small stream of blood. She really hadn’t meant to break the mood on where they were going, but then again, maybe it was best with his houseguest arriving that afternoon. Oh, yes, she had read the file and knew all the details. What she didn’t understand was these feelings she was starting to develop for him, and even worse, his actions toward her. She wondered how things were going to play out once Lady Jade arrived. As for her part, she would maintain complete professionalism. She could do this. She had to do this. Blain was her last chance at freedom.
    “Oh,” Blain said, touching the wound and then looking at the blood on his fingers. His eyes were suddenly beginning to become heavy and lazy.
    Turning to the guard, she took charge. “We need to get him back to the castle immediately. He is bleeding continuously. I don’t know how to stop it.”
    “I overheard him say something about poison. I am in contact with the other guards. One of them is placing an emergency call to the Council. With a little luck, we will have help soon.”
    “I hope you are right,” Natasha replied, helping him recline a bit and holding a cloth against the wound, hoping to slow the bleeding. Maybe his guards would have better luck with the Council, but Natasha wasn’t going to bank on it. All of her dealings with the pompous asses had not gone well.
    As they sped down the road toward Blain’s castle, Natasha was busy categorizing a list of things she wanted changed immediately. She wanted