Page 50 of One Hot Chase

"Perhaps." He leans against a display of fruits and vegetables, picking up a tomato to examine it. "Did you ever think that I might know you better than you know yourself, pet?"

"Now you're my therapist, hey?" I fold my arms over my chest, fighting the urge to close the gap between us. "I thought I was being so unpredictable. How did you find me?"

"Oh, you're unpredictable all right. But that's what makes this game so enticing."

His fingers brush my arm, sending sparks of electricity through my body. I bite my lip, trying to maintain my composure. "Well, Mr. Wilde, it seems you've found me before sunset. I suppose that means you've won your prize."

"And what a prize it is," he murmurs, his gaze roaming over my face, lingering on my lips.

I sashay up to him, using all my willpower not to rip his clothes off right here in the market. "But the question is, what are you going to do with me?"

In one swift motion, Declan pulls me behind a nearby stall, shielding us from prying eyes. His strong arms cage me against the wall, and I feel my heart racing. "How about a quick fuck before we part ways again?"

I gasp and clasp my hands to my breast, feigning shock. "Declan, we're in public."

His eyes darken with desire, and he leans in closer, his lips brushing my ear. "That's never stopped us before, love."

A shiver runs down my spine as memories of our past encounters flash through my mind. The thrill of almost getting caught, the rush of adrenaline...It's intoxicating.

"You're incorrigible," I whisper, but I can't keep the smile from my voice.

"Only for you, Bree," he murmurs, his hands sliding down to my ass.

I bite my lip, torn between wanting to give in to the temptation and the nagging voice of reason in my head. What we did back in the Propylaia had been the most incredible thing ever, but there wasn't anyone else around. Not sure if I'm ready for screwing Declan on a bustling street. "As tempting as that sounds, I have someplace to be. Remember?"

Declan groans, his forehead resting against mine. "You're killing me, Sabrina."

I can't resist running my fingers through his dark brown hair. "Oh, come on. You know you love the chase."

"That I do," he admits, pulling back slightly to look into my eyes. "But one of these days, I'm going to catch you for good."

For a moment, I let myself imagine what that might be like---no more running, no more games. Just Declan and me, together. But then reality crashes back in, and I push the thought away.

"We'll see about that," I tease, trying to lighten the mood. "For now, I'd like to know how you've been able to find me so quickly now that you don't have a tracker on my phone."

He studies me for a moment, his expression unreadable. "I'll tell you when we reach the next destination."

"But you won't know where to find me."

Declan smiles and shakes his head. "Oh ye of so little faith. Answers will come later."

I narrow my gaze on him, my curiosity piqued. "You're up to something, Your Knightliness. And I intend to find out what it is."

His lips curl into a sizzling smile. "I look forward to you trying, darling."

Before he has time to react, I'm ducking under his arm to step away, putting some distance between us before I lose all self-control. "Well, as fun as this has been, I really do need to get going. My flight won't wait for me."

He can't know that I'm flying private, on Diana's jet. Can he? Maybe he's good buddies with the billionaire, and that's how he tracked me down. The pilots might have given my flight plans to Diana. But I doubt that.

Declan's eyes follow me, and he seems both confused and aroused by my actions. "Where might you be jetting off to this time, Bree? You could at least give me a hint."

I tap my chin, pretending to consider his request. "Hmm, I don't know. Maybe I'll spin a globe and see where my finger lands. Or maybe I'll just follow the wind and see where it takes me."

"You're not going to make this easy for me, are you?"

"Why should I? The sex will be even better if you have to work to track me down. Time to put those detective skills of yours to good use."

"I fully intend to." He licks his lips, his gaze flitting to my bosom before he aims those baby blues directly at me. "And when I find you again, Sabrina Remington, there will be no escape."