Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Roy reminded Imogen, “Keep this between us. Don’t spread it around.”

She assured him solemnly, “Of course, captain. I won’t tell anyone.”

“I think Miss Lloyd was kidnapped because someone knows she shares a good relationship with the vice president. They took her to threaten him.”

She agreed, “I think so too. They were obviously going after her in the coffee shop.”

He nodded. “We’ll have to double the protection for the vice president’s close ones after this.”

Imogen couldn’t get anything more from

kit beside him. She sat with him and unbuttoned her shirt, revealing two bruises on her

massaging her bruises, taking her slightly off guard with the intensity. A flirtatious moan escaped her lips, prompting her to bite her lip to suppress any further

applied a bit more pressure. He intended to enhance blood circulation, aiding in the speedy recovery

/ won’t make a sound in this quiet room; it’s too

mindful of her discomfort, so he adjusted the pressure. Once he finished with

about the bruises on her ribcage just beneath her chest, even though she

placed his hand on her bruise, his thumb making contact with the fabric of Shirley’s sports bra. Though it might have been unintentional, he grazed it slightly as he withdrew his hand, causing her to blush. Looking at her, the man had a sheen of sweat on his forehead. He smiled and then reached for the other side, the warmth of his fingers

suddenly held the back of her head and gave her a deep kiss.

to packing the medical kit. Unwilling to let him off the hook after igniting her desire, she seized the moment,

hesitated for a moment, narrowing his eyes. She cupped his cheeks and planted a kiss on his lips.

he said. Something was bubbling in