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boyfriend with criminal connections in Madrid.
    San Sebastían had been a blip in that operation. She hadn’t even stayed overnight. Using a photograph from the girl’s social media account, she’d arranged for the papers ahead of the actual extraction, sending her agents to do surveillance in the capital while she waited in el Creador ’s kitchen, sipping coffee and tossing colorful pom-poms around for his cats while the forger worked in another room.
    Unless the junior mobster who got his jollies off of beating up his girlfriend had had a wider net of felonious influence than her intel had indicated, Brynn’s case should not have brought her to the attention of the local crime bosses.
    And yet here she was, crouching in a dark alley, watching a man in a tailored leather coat with a telltale bulge at his hip stand sentry beside the sedan, his face a stone monument to the perfect scowl. Behind him, the back entrance to their hotel had been jimmied. No doubt, his cohorts were inside, probably tearing through Brynn and Sean’s room for evidence of where they’d gone.
    Sean tugged on her sleeve. Without words, she followed him out of the alley.
    “Recognize him?” he asked once they’d crossed the quiet street next to the hotel onto a busier main road. The hour was late, but a few blocks north, nightclubs and bars remained open. Tourists in San Sebastían wanted their money’s worth, which meant a fair amount of partying into the night.
    “I have no idea who those men are,” Brynn replied.
    “They certainly didn’t waste any time following Liam’s information. By now, they’re rifling through our stuff, trying to figure out where we’ll go next.”
    Brynn sighed, grabbed Sean by the hand and pulled him down a sidewalk into a residential neighborhood west of the hotel.
    “When are you going to stop underestimating me?” she asked.
    “I’m not under—”
    She shushed him then picked up their pace as they made their way around a small park barely large enough for a swing set and a bench. From the refuse can next to a private residence, she retrieved the bags she’d stashed inside it ten minutes before she’d received Sean’s text ordering her to abandon their hotel.
    “How’d you know we’d need to run?” he asked.
    “When I came out of the shower and you weren’t there, I decided to take steps to facilitate a quick escape, just in case.”
    He took the heavier bag from her and slung it over his shoulder then grabbed her waist and tugged her against him. Apparently, her preparedness turned him on, judging by the rock-hard erection pressing against her belly.
    “You didn’t think I’d left you behind?”
    “No.”
    He tilted his head. “Not even for a second?”
    She bit her bottom lip, knowing it was her tell and not caring. “I may have had one moment of weakness.”
    He pressed a light kiss on her temple. The intimacy, enhanced by the darkness of the night and the danger of their predicament, nearly sapped her breath.
    “You aren’t weak,” he whispered. “You’re smart.”
    She leaned back, searching his dark eyes, which, not surprisingly, gave nothing away.
    “Too smart to believe you’d leave me behind when you still need my help or too smart to fall for you when I know that, sooner rather than later, you are going to take off without a backward glance?”
    He tugged her closer. “I will look back, Brynn. That much I guarantee.”
    Brynn appreciated his honesty, but a part of her—a part she’d tried and failed to protect ever since the game-changing swim in the Barcelona safe house pool—cracked open. The break wasn’t wide or deep, but it was there, leaking out emotions she’d worked her entire adult life to control.
    Despite their sensual stolen moments, she and Sean weren’t on vacation. Despite their cover, they weren’t on their honeymoon. They were on the run from an unknown enemy who had once again succeeded in forcing them out into the open.
    “I think we need to