The evidence was stacked against her. The murder of her boyfriend was a crime that she didn’t commit, but the judge and jury didn’t see it that way. Felicity was preparing herself for the guilty verdict and a life in prison. Except that the night before her final trial, a masked stranger offers her another option. The opportunity to disappear, live a life in the shadows. A chance to get justice for others, justice that wasn’t awarded to her.
“We’re turning left up here on Willow St.” Felicity directed over the comms link and he watched as she started to tilt her body to lean into the turn.
He accelerated to close the distance between them as they turned onto the small side street. Going after Vance was a priority but he couldn’t help but admit to being a little disappointed that things had gotten disrupted between them earlier.
It had been a spur of the moment decision when he had Felicity pinned down during their duel to take her in his arms and feel the way she melted under the heat of his touch.
Feel the way her soft lips felt pressing into his.
Forget the world for just a minute.
Despite all of his fears over what getting close to her could mean, his desire to be vulnerable with someone for the first time in a long time overtook him when she had looked into his eyes. Unlike with everyone else in his life, when she looked at him, he knew she was seeing the real him. And only him. Not the mistakes he made in the past. Not the expectations he was supposed to live up to.
It was the most refreshing feeling in the world.
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