“Lay on top of me Nate, surround me.”
“Soon Sarah.” He brought her legs over his arms, and angled her up in such a way she was soon moaning.
“Yes, I like this. I like this a lot. God, you’re good at this.” She met him stroke for stroke. He never had a lover like Sarah, so hot and sexy, it took everything he had not to come like a sixteen year old. He put his thumb up to her mouth.
“Suck this, get it nice and wet for me.” God, what a mouth she had. Those lips were so kissable, so fuckable. This was not helping him. He yanked his thumb out of her mouth, and placed it at the top of her sex, tracing soft circles.
“Nate, no fair, that’s too much.”
“Angel, this isn’t about fair, this is about pleasure. I like watching you come.”
“Together, we go together.” She tightened her muscles on him, and he pushed in deeper as he groaned and circled her clit. He watched as her beautiful breasts undulated and her eyes turned slumberous. There had never been a more gorgeous woman.
“Now.” It took everything he had to keep his eyes open, to watch the pleasure wash over her face, to see her fly. She’d taken him with her, just like she would for the rest of their lives.
****
She woke up with him halfway on top of her. She knew he hadn’t done it, she had once again wormed her way underneath his body. He was always too careful of his weight to actually lay on top of her like she asked. She pressed a kiss to his breastbone, and he rumbled in pleasure.
“Warm enough, Angel?”
“Oh yes. Tired though. You wore me out.” He cupped the back of her head, and tipped her up so he could look at her.
“Are you okay? Are you sore?” She melted at the concern in his eyes.
“Keep me here another week and maybe then I’ll cry uncle.” She nibbled at his dimpled chin until he smiled.
“A week huh?” His hands drifted south.
“Maybe two.”
“I had time to talk to your dad last night, I thought it might be nice if the four of us could go out to dinner when this is over with.” She stopped his hands. She couldn’t very well have him touching her in private places when they were talking about her parents.
“Won’t that be tough to arrange with your schedule?” She watched as his expression clouded.
“Fuck me. Angel, I’m a dumbass. Just shoot me.” He grabbed her hands. “How is it I managed to tell you I loved you and I wanted to be with you, but I forgot to tell you I planned to ask for a change in duties so I could be stateside?
“You did?” her voice was barely a whisper.
“Sarah, I want to be with you. You’re my priority.” If a heart could actually stop, Sarah was sure hers did at that moment.
“I love you so much, Nate Goodman.”
“Thank God, because you’re my world.” His eyes sparkled as he swept down for a kiss. She parted her lips, knowing they were never going to leave this bed again. Then his stomach growled. She howled with laughter and rolled away from him, reaching for the menu on the nightstand.
“You misunderstood, it’s not food I want,” he grumbled. Then his stomach growled again and she grinned at him. They were perusing the food options when his cell phone rang. It was Sierra inviting them downstairs to meet up for breakfast, which Nate immediately declined.
They called in their order for room service and were showered and dressed by the time their food arrived.
“So what did you find out while I’ve been hanging with my family?”
“You know most everything. We haven’t been able to track down where Stovers is, he’s currently working on some long term assignment, and not expected back in the office for at least a month. As for Alma, Cyrus got Kathy Simms taken out of custody in Nevada, and she’s being driven around the Atlanta area to determine where Alma might be. They’ve narrowed it down to Sandy Springs.”
“That’s not telling you much of anything.” Sarah knew they were trying, but Sandy Springs covered a huge area, and she said so.
“I know,” Nate admitted.
“But that’s not what I wanted to talk about.”
“Okay. We can talk about anything.” She melted, knowing it was the absolute truth. They could.
“It’s about Alma, but not the way you think.”
“I’m listening.”
“I know how we’ve been put here on this Earth dimension to do little things, just small acts to tip this universe, I don’t know what exactly, but to tip it in a positive direction. But what about our kids? Are they going to be expected to do more? I’ve already seen Nell is going to be more powerful than Seth,” she said referring to a child of a found father. “And if what I think is true, Alma might be even more powerful.”
She watched Nate and he was struggling.
“Babe, just spit it out,” she asked.
“I don’t see how Alma will be able to help in any way, shape or form,” he said.
“Oh you’re wrong. She’s going to be so much stronger than me. She’s already taught me so much. Nate, I have her ability,” she said excitedly. “I could do what she does. I’ve looked inside myself, and I could just as easily unheal someone. I could strip away their health, and it’s what she’s doing. When someone teaches her to heal, she’s going to be phenomenally powerful.” She leaned her forehead on his chest, and he sifted his hand through her hair.
“That’s great, you can help her, but that’s not what’s eating you, is it?”
“Why is the next generation getting stronger?”
“You’re worried the next generation has to do even more than you have to right?” She nodded as she bit her lip.
“You’re not thinking this through Sarah. What about Max and Gabriella, do you really think the next generation are stronger than them?”
“You’re right, they probably aren’t.” Sarah felt a huge sense of relief.
“I think you’re going to need to talk to them about your concerns. About what is expected. But you know something?” She looked up at the beautiful man who had come to mean everything to her.
“No, what?”
“I think things aren’t really expected of you. I think this is all about what you’re willing to give Angel.”
****
Sex, sleep and syrup, could a man get any happier? He noticed that the table had gone silent. When he looked up, everybody was staring at him.
“What?”
“Damn man. I thought you already ate breakfast up in your room,” Kota said.
“I did, but I forgot it was Sunday, and they offer brunch. I love brunch.” Nate had three plates in front of him and he put two in front of Sarah, one of which was really for him. All three of his plates were covered in syrup.
“Man, you poured syrup on your eggs.”
“So?”
“Your eggs benedict,” Kota clarified.
“Kota, he poured syrup on the shrimp,” Sierra pointed to a portion of the third plate.
“Gross.”
“Syrup is one of God’s miracles.”
“Sarah, did you know about this. It’s still not too late to back out.” Cyrus took a bite of his syrup free eggs benedict. Sarah just laughed.
“Guys, you knew he was a human garbage disposal.”
“I knew he had a junk food fetish, but syrup on shrimp?” Sierra shuddered. Kota nodded in agreement. Sarah enjoyed the levity. They sorely needed it, but even she had to admit the syrupy shrimp looked awful. Then she saw the look of bliss on Nate’s face when he took a bite and it made her heart swell.
“I’ve been doing some digging,” Sierra said as she snatched some bacon from Kota. “I think I have something.” Max and Gabriella perked up. “Now you have narrowed it down to Sandy Springs, I haven’t been able to find any properties owned by Rixitron, but I found one rented by Brone Enterprises which Rixitron purchased six months ago. Brone is such a new acquisition it really hasn’t gotten on the books. Anyway, the place they’re renting is a small little office in an upsc
ale office building. Just ten by ten. Brone’s headquartered in Virginia so this is weird and worth investigating.”
“It can’t be the place that Simm’s visited,” Gabriella said.
“No, but it is the first lead we’ve had,” Nate grinned between bites.
“I’m up for some breaking and entering,” Kota said enthusiastically.
“I didn’t hear that,” Cyrus frowned.
“Will you two mellow out before I pour syrup on your food?” Everybody went back to watching Nate eat everything he brought to the table, and then watched in amazement as he went back for seconds.
****
The office held a work cubicle and a fascinating whiteboard. Kota took pictures, and brought it back to Nate and Sarah’s suite. Max was the only one who could make heads or tails of it.
“What is it you do again?” Cyrus asked.
“He’s head of R&D for Dianysis,” Sarah reminded her brother.
“Basically this is part of a formula I’ve seen before to repair an immune system, but this part, right here, is new to me. It’s interesting.” He pointed to a bunch of meaningless symbols.
“So this is about Almacita,” Gabriella said. “Good, we need to talk to the person tomorrow when they get into the office. Nate you are the most intimidating, you will go with me.”
“Wait a moment Gabriella, you’re not going anywhere.” Nate was amazed by the woman’s sheer audacity.
“She is my responsibility,” she sliced the air with her hand. “You are not doing this without me. He will speak to me. This is what I do. I get people to speak. They do not lie. They do not hesitate. They speak. I will be there when we find Stovers, and we will know everything.”
“If that’s the case, why do you need someone intimidating?”
“He might try to overpower me. You will stop him,” she said this as if it were obvious. She got up and went to the door. “I will be here at five am, please be ready.” After she left everyone turned to Max.
“What the hell was that?” Cyrus demanded.
“Gabriella has always been like that. She is very protective of her charges.” Much more hands on as far as Nate was concerned. But now he was faced with the in-your-face approach he wasn’t sure he liked it either. Dammit. He looked around the room. He noticed Kota had a half smile on his face. Apparently he liked the in-your-face approach.
“Max, do you think the new formula could help cure Alma?” Sierra asked. Max laughed. “What?” Sierra asked with a tinge of outrage in her voice.
“I’m sorry Sierra. It’s just Sarah will be able to heal her. For that matter Maricel can heal her now she is coming into her full powers. But to answer your question, I don’t think the new formula is right. I want to take it to my lab at Dianysis and have my scientists study it, I think it might have legs. It would be a Godsend if we could really start to make headway in curing this.”
“What about the fact Alma takes everybody’s energies? Won’t she hurt Maricel or Sarah?”
“I’ve been thinking about it,” Sarah spoke up. “She’s thirteen months old now. I think she should be able to understand some of what she’s doing. If we can show her what it feels like to be healed, I think she will want to mimic it.”
“Sure, but she does the opposite. What makes you think she can heal?” Sierra asked curiously.
“I think what Alma does and what I do are two sides of the same coin. Nate, can I use you for a guinea pig for a moment. You’re fueled up.” Nate looked over at the beautiful woman sitting beside him.
“How bad is this going to hurt?”
“It’ll be quick. I’ll make it right in just a minute.” That meant it was probably going to hurt. Kota laughed, the bastard.
Sarah bit her lip, then placed her hand on his forearm. It felt like he was a football who was being deflated. He started to slump, and Max pushed against his chest, as Sarah lifted her hand. His head swirled, and he had a tough time making out the table in front of him.
“Wha? Whas hap?” His tongue felt too large for his mouth.
“Easy Nate.” He heard Max, but it was like he was talking to him from miles away.
“Jesus, what did you do?” Cyrus demanded. “Sarah, I didn’t know you could do that.”
“Shhh, let me fix this.” The world was still swimming, and then he felt the warmth of his angel surrounding him. It felt like she was hugging him to the depths of his soul, so warm, everyplace her body met his vibrated with energy, with love. Soon he felt strong, and he had his arms wrapped around her.
“Enough. You’re done. I don’t need more, Sarah.” She didn’t pull back, the energy kept flowing, and he knew she would give him everything, he gently pushed her back, breaking their connection. “Angel, don’t get sick.”
“I feel it Nate, I can’t get sick because it’s you.”
“Okay, but I have enough. I’m fine now.” He watched her closely, as well as going inward, ensuring he didn’t feel sick. So far so good. She punched him in the chest.
“I’m fine you goof,” Sarah laughed.
“So it’s two sides of the same coin,” Sierra mused. “Do you really think you can get Alma to understand?”
“If she’s anything like Nell, it shouldn’t be a problem,” Sarah said with a fond smile.
“What if she’s not like Nell. What if she isn’t that advanced. She has been living an isolated life,” Sierra pointed out.
“I really think once she is introduced to healing she will want to emulate it. Especially when her mother does it. She does the other so instinctively, she’ll do this.”
“Sarah, you have to promise me you’ll have a limited amount of contact with her. I won’t let you do this unless I have your word.” Now he had experienced the impact of the energy draw, this plan was a whole lot scarier.
“I promise Nate.”
Chapter Fourteen
The lead wasn’t quite accurate. Stovers might have been in Washington D.C. at one point, but he wasn’t there now. Nate was always considered the volatile one on operations, but he had nothing on Gabriella Guttierez. Shit, they’d been in the FDA official’s office where the Brone executive said Stovers would be when they had found out he was in Virginia. Gabriella actually yelled about being given the runaround.
“Are you out of you damn mind woman?” Nate demanded now they were finally on the road. He’d waited until they had got gas and he’d been able to pick up some food at the gasoline mini mart to soothe himself. He figured as long as he had Nutter Butters, beef jerky and Ding Dongs he might not kill the woman.
“What?” she asked as she picked up his Milky Way bar and started to read the label.
“What part of the phrase ‘under the radar’ don’t you understand?” Nate demanded.
“All of it,” Gabriella said looking at her short unpainted nails.
“We are trying not to raise suspicion. We don’t want anyone asking us unnecessary questions. Do you understand that?” Nate said in the same tone he would use if he was talking to a child.
“Yes.”
“So what you did causes people to notice us, which is bad,” he exploded.
“Just like this candy bar is bad for you.” She tossed the candy bar back onto the console. “Nate, did we or did we not get the information we needed? I threw a fit, and we got information.”
“Bullshit, Gabriella, we already knew he was in Virginia.”
“Then you weren’t paying attention. When I was yelling we were being given misinformation about where he was, she went to the official’s calendar. I’m assuming it had where Stovers and Grainger were meeting.” Now she was talking to him as if he were a child.
“If you are only assuming, how do you know we have more information?” Nate grabbed the candy off the console and opened the package and took a bite.
“Kota, didn’t you take a picture of the screen?” Kota chuckled from the backseat.
“Ellie, what will you give me if I say yes?”
“Gabriella.”
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br /> “Ellie,” he drawled out in an amused tone.
“I will allow you to call me Ellie if you took a picture,” she said in an equally amused voice.
“Grainger and Stovers are having meetings at a resort with other Brone executives tomorrow. I also happen to have Grainger’s cell phone number now…Ellie.”
“Thank you Dakota.”
“Oh, get a room already.” Nate ate the Milky Way in one more bite and hoped he wouldn’t be pulled over for speeding.
****
“Three rooms, are you sure?” Nate asked Gabriella at the check-in desk. She gave him a haughty look. He didn’t have much else to say as they made their way through the luxuriously appointed lobby towards the elevator. Nate once again blessed his height, because he was able to see the sign to the restaurant hidden behind some foliage.
When he pointed it out, Gabriella asked if he had a thyroid condition, and suggested he seek medical help. “Let’s meet at the restaurant at the top of the hour. That should give everybody time for whatever they need to do.”
“Barbarian,” Gabriella said as she let herself into her room, but she flashed him a grin to let him know it was all in good fun. Thank God, he didn’t need someone who couldn’t handle being teased on his team. For that matter, he would like his friend to have someone who had a sense of humor and Kota definitely seemed to have his sights set on her.
“So Kota?” Nate started as they walked down the hall together.
“Nate, don’t be a barbarian,” Kota said as he slid his room key into the door and went inside. Oh yeah, his friend had it bad. This was going to be fun, he couldn’t wait to tell Sarah. But first he wanted to hear her voice. He placed a call as soon as he got into his room.
“Did you find the bastard?”
“Not yet, but between Kota and Gabriella we have a chance.” He explained how they had worked together.
“So you think there might be something going on between the two of them?” she asked.
“Not yet, but my boy Kota is giving it the old school try, and this is not his normal type of woman.”
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