Page 64 of An Epic Voyage

“I couldn’t blow my cover and pummel him into oblivion, if that’s what you’re asking.But no, I wouldn’t have gone so far as to have had sex with him.I have morals.I’d have faked menstrual cramps or something.”

Griffin chuckled.

“Anyway,” she continued, “the safe room is the perfect hiding place for his illegal contraband.Steel and concrete reinforced, almost impossible to find.It’s where I’d hide a nuke or laptop if I’d stolen them.”

Griffin nodded slowly.“Me as well.”

“I saw an indentation on the perimeter of this island as we approached.It looked like a cave, certainly big enough for a boat to pass through.That’s where I first thought he might hide it.”

“Very observant,” he praised.“That’s why you were headed that way earlier.”

“Yes.”

“I saw it too but dismissed it because of the tides.”

“You’re probably right.Besides, that was before I knew about the extent of this place.Van Houten seems to be enamored with hidden doors, so I thought he might’ve had a safe built in here.”

“You’re good at your job, Indigo.”

His praise sent a rush of warmth through her body.“Thanks, but in the years that I’ve been doing this, I’ve never had my cover blown before.Making that call was excruciating.I’ll never hear the end of it when I get home.”

He grinned at her.“My cover’s never been blown either, so we’re even.How many people work with you?”

“Besides our bosses, there are two other women.”

“That’s all?”

“Yes.”

“Three women.So, you’re likeCharlie’s Angels.”

Indigo couldn’t tear her eyes from that smile.It softened his face to an almost boyish quality, despite the ice pack.

She wasn’t sure who moved first, but suddenly, they were kissing.A hot, deep, soul-searing melding of lips and tongues with arms and legs entwined.He tasted like mint toothpaste and smelled of distinct male with woodsy aftershave.She was getting swept away in a sea of desire.

“Tell me to stop,” Griffin demanded between kisses.

There was no way she could say the words.This had been building since the moment she met him.The attraction had been instantaneous, and she’d secretly hoped this was where it would lead.She would not let the opportunity pass.

Instead of doing as he asked, Indy flipped him onto his back and climbed on top.

“So much better,” he rumbled as his hands slid beneath her jersey and cupped her breasts.A flash of insecurity overcame her.Her chest was modest, nowhere near Jinger’s unrealistic proportions.As quickly as the thought hit her, it left once Griffin reared up, whipped her top over her head, and replaced his fingers with his mouth.

Indigo tossed her head back, reveling in the sensations.The shorts Griffin wore did nothing to hide his desire, and she rode the hard length, wanting it inside her.

Foreplay was nice, but this had been simmering for too long, and she was desperate for him.She reached under her pillow and produced a foil package, waving it in front of his face.

“You brought condoms?”

“There is more than makeup in my kit.”

The desire in Griffin’s eyes dimmed as he scowled.“This happens often when you’re on a case?”

She wanted to slug him.Would have if she wasn’t so turned on, she was about to combust with or without his participation.

“Not that it’s any of your business, but this is the first time I’ve opened the box.But if you’re offended—ooh!”

Griffin flipped her over and slammed his mouth onto hers.With one hand, he yanked down her shorts.She helped him out of his.Indigo took the condom from his hand, but he grabbed it back.