us in disbelief. Every second he stood there like a fucking human totem pole was a second Enzio's minions could get closer to us. I wanted to grab hold of his stupid fucking creaseless white shirt and shake the fuck outta the guy.
“Gaige.” Adriana snapped her fingers. “The keys.”
“Right.” He shook his head as though he'd just rejoined this world. He pulled a large ring of keys from his pocket and fumbled through them until he found a much smaller one, then disappeared behind the counter. Moments later, after some clanging, he stood back up and handed Adriana two keys, one electronic and one normal.
She took them from him and separated them. I found the normal metal one shoved into my hand while she gripped the black, electronic one in her palm.
“I'll call you when we're safe, okay? I promise.” She leaned over the counter and kissed his cheek.
“Where are you going?” His shoulders tensed as she pulled back and headed for the door.
“You know I can't tell you that.” Addy glanced over her shoulder. “But you'll know when I get there.” She grabbed my shirt. “Hunter. Let's go.”
I let myself be dragged from the building by her. She released me once she was apparently content that I was following her, and she lead me to a large parking lot at the side of the building. Tucked in the back corner was a sleek black Mercedes. It looked like a brand new S-class, and her words came back to me.
The car.
Not a car.
This car had been sitting here for her, ready, in case she needed to get away. Fucking hell—and when she asked for it, Gaige needed to question it?
What a fucking idiot.
Adriana marched straight for it and hit the button on the keys. “Get in,” she demanded, heading for the driver side.
“You driving, Principessa?”
She spun and almost knocked me backward with the intensity of her gaze. “You offering, Cacciatore?”
“Si.” I grinned and held my hand out.
A tiny smile curved her lips as she put the key in the palm of my outstretched hand. “Don't kill us, okay?”
I wrapped my fingers around hers, the key secure between our palms, and tugged her against me. A tiny squeak left her as I wrapped my hand around her neck and pulled her so close to me that her breath warmed my lips. “Trust me when I say that on the list of things to do to you, killing you isn't even on it.”
She inhaled sharply, and I took the risk of pulling her face into mine. Her lips molded perfectly to mine as I lingered there for a touch long enough that she couldn't doubt what I meant.
“Get in the car, Adriana,” I whispered, releasing her.
I turned my attention to the parking lot. My eyes scanned it, keeping a tiny sliver of attention on her as she walked around the car and opened the door. When she was safely inside, I got in, but not before I caught Gaige's eye through a side window in the building.
I saluted him before dropping into the car. I shoved the key in at the same time I slammed the door shut and activated the child lock.
Adriana rolled her eyes. “You kissed me deliberately. You knew he was there.”
“Negative.” I jammed the key in the ignition and turned it. The car purred to life, and I reversed out of the slot. “I didn't know he was there until after.” I just had a feeling.
“Whatever.” She ran her fingers through her hair and clicked her seat belt into place.
“Do you have any ideas where we can go?” I glanced at her as I pulled into the traffic. “Because I have no idea where I'm going.”
“Vegas. We have a safe house there.”
I frowned. “You have a safe house... In Vegas? Isn't that contradictory? There's so much mob action in that city, it's the last place a member of the mafia should have a safe house.”
She flashed me a tiny smile before turning to look out of the window. “Exactly.”
***
There was nothing safe about the house Adriana had me pulling into the driveway of. Unless you counted the guards at the gates of the community, and after what we'd just left in Calabasas, I didn't. At fucking all.
The safest thing about this fucking charming little two-story house was the fact I was in its driveway.
eI killed the engine and we both got out of the car. My legs and back screamed as I stretched up to standing. I refused