“We need to come up with a plan,” Gunner said in an attempt to change the subject. He tried to recall if he’d let her see his fangs and was pretty sure he hadn’t. He’d been so consumed by the great sex, he’d nearly lost control.
She is incredible.
“Well, you’re the great plan maker, so why don’t you tell me.”
He contemplated the door and wondered how long they had.
Too busy fucking around—or fucking—instead of preparing.
“We should probably get dressed before they show up again.”
She nodded.
While dressing, Gunner started putting pieces together in his mind and formed a strategy. He studied the room once again and checked for any signs of it being bugged. It came back clean. Then he discussed the plan with Nay.
“Remember,” he said. “You have to do everything I tell you to do, even if it doesn’t sound right. Just immediately do it. Don’t question it. Okay?”
She nodded. “As long as you promise me one thing.”