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Chapter Eleven

He had been wrong when he had said it would be just as good between them after her heat. For her it had been better free of the confusion of heat. She'd been even more aware of him and better able to just concentrate on the frantic excitement the heady rush of need and desire his touch ignited. Until Alec she hadn't imagined it was possible for a man to make her feel like this.

She recalled all the pleasure he had lavished on her. His soft words, his tenderness as he had made love to her well into the night until finally kissing her gently. He had told her to go to sleep she needed plenty of rest now. But he had been the one to fall asleep and she lain there in thrall to her confusing emotions and the unfamiliar content happiness she was feeling.

Smiling softly she watched him as he slept her thoughtful eyes on the lush darkness of his lashes, the strong angles of his face and his full sensual mouth. Not wanting to wake him she suppressed the urge to touch him, to brush back a stray strand of his untidy silky hair, to trace the curve of his lip with her finger.

He looks so innocent when he's asleep and in some ways he is innocent she realized thinking about his juvenile, reactive behaviour when Manticore had first burned. He's really only been out in the world a year. She'd been out for ten and sometimes she still don't cope very well she still had trouble with some the things he did in some ways they were so alike, she mused.

Her heat had muddled everything up. The passion and acceptance she had found with Alec was undeniable and now she had all these unexpected confusing new feelings for him. Thoughts and feelings bombarded her as she tried to sift through the jumble.

Logan loved her and was already deeply hurt and angry about what she'd done with Alec but they could probably still sort it out, but not if she was sleeping with Alec.

Alec was simpler he wanted to continue having sex with her and wanted to be there for the baby. She wanted sex with Alec but didn't want to give up Logan. Whilst Alec would probably agree unfortunately Logan wouldn't, sighing her eyes once again on Alec.

Threat

Snapping awake he reached for his gun with one hand as he rolled her against him with the other, his eyes scanning the darkness for the threat.

She watched his eyes snap open, feral, dangerous eyes. Shocked, bewildered she felt him pull her against him as he reached for his gun and the world exploded around her.

The fact that he already had his gun in his hand when White's men abseiled through his window enabling him to shoot the first man before he got a shot off, saved his own life. That he had rolled Max away from where the second man emptied his clip before Alec shot him between the eyes saved hers. The third man had time to dive for cover and Alec missed him as he thrust Max behind him and backed out his bedroom door.

Unfortunately White's men had just kicked there way through his front door and were now in his living room. He heard the clicks of their guns engaging, his transgenic hearing telling them how many guns and their positions in the room.

Hopeless.

He was trapped in his bedroom doorway his back to White with Max behind him in the line of fire.

Whites harsh voice cut the silence. "Don't move! I've got a glock trained right on the centre of her pretty back make a right mess of it at this range. Drop the gun, now," he demanded.

Slowly Alec lowered the gun to the floor. "Don't shoot I'm just gonna turn around," he turned slowly he still had his hand in Max's and as he turned he maneuvered her behind him, she went without resistance.

She was now behind him back to the wall blocked from their view at least, although that was the least of their worries. They were seriously fucked. Seven of Whites men counting the one who'd just come out of the bedroom and he now had no gun. His eyes dropped to his gun where it lay on the floor, even if he could get to it the chances of being able to take out seven of them, in this small space with nowhere to run where fucking infinitesimal.

"And to think you told me it was just a summer fling 494. I certainly wasn't expecting such an illustrious score tonight. When we got the call, about two males brawling in a hall one with a barcode, I never for a moment thought of you 494 and to net 452 as well it is indeed my lucky night," White congratulated himself smugly. "Chain them and bring them," he ordered turning away.

"Yeah, yeah give us a chance to get our clothes on," Alec said, moving sideways towards his bedroom door. He heard the metallic clicks of six guns mechanisms. He stopped moving.

"Bring them like that," White bit out.

Bastard, Alec thought, feeling Max's grip on his hand tighten. "It's early, lots of people about White. You walk us out of here naked and its gonna attract a lot of attention. Come on, a naked women, especially one that looks like Max its more trouble than it's worth just to embarrass her," he added.

"Get them some clothes," White ground out.

As Whites men rummaged about in his room for their clothes Alec signed into Max's hand for her to be ready and then he signed towards the bedroom door. He put his clothes on fast and signed against her thigh for her to hold her position. Casually he moved his body away from hers so she was visible, she'd understood and didn't move back behind him. As he'd known they would, all eyes in the room swung to a still partially undressed Max. Men, we are so fucking predictable, unobtrusively he angled his body so he could see into the bedroom and out the window.

His night vision zeroed in on the ropes Whites men had left, still dangling attached to the building opposite. Fucking sloppy operation he thought disgustedly, as he glanced quickly around his bedroom locating the guns of the men he had killed. His eyes back on the window he scoped the distance between the two buildings. He knew he could make it but could Max?

There wasn't any other way, once White got chains on them they were fucked. He waited listening until she had enough clothing on, pulling her in front of him they dove as one for the door.

Grunting as a bullet ripped into the back of his shoulder, he slammed the door shut. The flimsy walls were no barrier to the hail of automatic gunfire and the bullets ploughed through. Grabbing one of the abandoned guns he followed Max to the windowsill looking at her enquiringly, she grinned okay. He grinned back at her and she launched herself out the window, he saw her grab a rope and start to pull herself up as he followed her out.

His shoulder was killing him and his ascent was slower than hers was. Whites men were shooting at them from the bedroom window but they didn't have transgenic night vision and once the shooting started the lights had gone off in both buildings and it was now pitch black. Max waited for him and he went first onto the roof gun in hand. White had nobody there. Idiot he thought, quickly detaching the ropes and the cleats that held them.

Racing to the other side of the building he attached one of the ropes and they abseiled across to another building. Leaping where they could and using the remaining ropes when they couldn't they quickly made there was across the rooftops.

White would have to be bloody lucky to pick the building we come out of he told himself as they made their way down the stairs. Gun in hand he cautiously open the door into the street. No white he thought surveying the street. Now to find a vehicle to get them back to TC. They found a bike not a very good one but good enough to get them back without incident.

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"Looks like it's back to Biggs and Cece's tonight," he said as he parked the bike. She didn't say anything in fact she hadn't said anything since they'd found the bike taking her hand he peered at her.

"You okay?"

"Mmm, she replied nodding her head her eyes huge her mood subdued.

She didn't look okay but she wasn't hit and they were alive so whatever it was he figured it could wait. His shoulder was hurting like fuck and it was making him feel sick.

TBC

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