lie detector test, I’d fail before they hooked me up to the machine.
I rub my head and then move my hands up and down my thighs. Jesse takes my hands in his and smiles.
“Breathe, Amelia. It’s okay. You’re going to tell them everything.”
“Everything?” I don’t understand.
“Your father is going to tell you the same. When you give your statement, you can tell them what you know, including what I told you.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive, baby. We’re gonna be free.”
My hands fly to my mouth as tears build inside my eyes. “Free! You mean it?”
“That depends. When this is over, I’m going to be reassigned. If I asked you to go with me, would you?”
My hands fall to my lap, as does my jaw.
As I look at him, I see he’s completely serious.
I shake my head and try to get my thoughts together.
Leave with Jesse to follow him into an undercover world. I didn’t even know that was possible. I’m not in the FBI, so would I need to go undercover as well? Or would I just sign a nondisclosure? Am I supposed to play along with his characters and infiltrate the worlds he does as well? It’s so confusing and sudden and not a life I ever thought I’d live. But still …
I’m considering it.
If there’s one thing I know for certain it’s that I love Jesse Davenport. Living without him is out of the question. I might hate the life he’s promising, but I’d be a fool not to give it a shot. If I said no, I’d wonder for the rest of my days if I allowed the best man I’d ever known to walk out of my life.
Trust and honor are high on my list of what makes a great man. Jesse is that great man.
“Yes,” I answer with a surprised smile.
The gorgeous smile that radiates from his face is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. “Good to know.”
I run my hands through my hair and shake out my jitters. I can’t believe I just agreed to this! “Okay, where are we going? When do you get assigned? And what do I have to do? I’m a horrible actress, but as we learned, I can totally defend myself, so I’m ahead of the curve. I think. Could there possibly be a way for me to keep a job in accounting? I don’t know if—”
He shuts me up with a kiss. And it’s a damn good kiss. His hands are in my hair and on my face as his tongue glides against mine while he dips me down into the couch and settles on top of me.
I spread my legs and wrap them around him, digging my heels into his ass, pulling him closer.
“Nowhere,” he says as he pulls back from our kiss and stares down at me lovingly.
My brows furrow. “Explain.”
He slides his T-shirt off, wincing with the motion.
“Oh my God! Your rib. I forgot you broke it!” I cry out, making him sit up.
He does so, gripping his side as he takes a seat. “Turns out it was two actually.”
“Jesse! You know, if you think I’m spending my life with you in this undercover nonsense, you’re gonna have to take better care of yourself. The point is that I want to live with you. Forever.”
That steely gaze softens into something romantic and sweet as he grips my waist and pulls me into his lap. He brushes the hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear.
“I love you, Amelia.”
I sigh. “I love you too, Jesse.” I tenderly brush my lips against his.
“I know. That’s why I’m asking for a relocation into another department. I don’t want to go undercover anymore.”
“No. You love it. It’s your passion. You can’t quit.”
“I can. For you. I want a life with you. One where we can get married and have kids and movie nights on Fridays and little tykes playing flag football. I want it all.” He takes my hand in his and places it over his heart. “Like you said, forever.”
Those tears that were building behind my eyes are now falling like rapids down my cheeks. “You crazy man. Why the hell would you ask me to go with you if you were planning on quitting?”
He has a mischievous smirk as he shrugs. “I just wanted to know if your love for me was strong enough that you’d trust me to take care of you, no matter where we were.”
My lips pull into a pout. “If you