Chapter Seven
Chase surged deep inside her. She was so wet he met no resistance as he pushed his cock into her willing body. He wasn’t a small man in any way and he should have taken care not to hurt her, but he found she fit him so well. She was tight and he reveled in the snug feeling. Her pussy felt like a sweet velvet glove as he slipped in and out of her body. He groaned as he felt her muscles contract and loosen.
He snapped his hips a little harder and drove himself deeper into her body and Eve groaned with pleasure. Each stroke sent her into more of a wild frenzy higher and higher until she screamed his name as she exploded into a thousand pieces. Chase followed her over the edge and grunted as he rammed into her one more time.
His hot cum coated her insides as her walls tightened and held him snugly. Sweat beaded on his forehead and splashed down on her neck. He lifted his upper torso off her body and glanced down at her. “Damn woman, what did you do to me?” he asked her weakly.
“What do you mean what did I do to you? What did you do to me?” she moaned. “Wow, I can’t move. You wore me out.”
“Yeah, well you drained me.” He groaned as he tried to move to her side. Laying his head on her shoulder, he growled. “You deserved better than this.”
Eve stiffened. “Better than what?” she questioned softly.
“Better than making love on a dirty floor of a cave.”
She turned her head and smiled. “I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I couldn’t stop what happened here anymore than you could. This is all I’ve been thinking about since I woke up in your bedroom two days ago. I think we both needed this, or at least I did.”
Chase kissed her bare shoulder. “I needed this too.” Laying on his back, he groaned again. “I’m getting too old for this. I need a bed and a pillow.”
Eve chuckled and rolled over to lay on his shoulder. “That would be nice I have to agree with you there, but at least here we’ll be safe for a while.”
“I hope so.” Looking around the cavern he said, “We can explore the rest of the caverns tomorrow. We didn’t bring enough supplies with us for very long. But for now, I think I can at least find us a blanket. If I remember correctly, I left one here a while back.”
“Hopefully, we won’t need to be here long,” she added. “Just long enough to get my memory back.”
Chase got up, put his pants back on, and disappeared into the next room. He was smiling when he returned with a pillow and a blanket. He snapped the blanket a few time to get rid of the dust and when he went to cover them both, the blanket reeked a bit of mildew but at least they were warm.
Eve snuggled into his embrace and closed her eyes.
Chase watched her sleep for a while before he too, fell asleep.
The fire was almost out when she began dreaming again. Rather than allow her to fall prey to her nightmare, Chase unbuttoned his jeans and pushing them down his hips he began kissing her awake.
She was only wearing her shirt, so he didn’t have much clothing to remove and before either of them could say anything, his cock found her core again. Heat between them rose as he moved to cover her body with his.
He covered her mouth with his own as he pushed deep inside her. She groaned and grew wet as he began the age old rhythm of making love. This time they were both quiet except for a few noises they couldn’t control.
Chase licked and sucked on her neck then dropped down and began sucking and nibbling on her nipples as his hips moved in and out of her wet warm core. The scent of their love making covered them as he drove his cock into her harder and faster.
Eve seemed to revel in his powerful strokes her climax slamming into her. Her scream was smothered when Chase crushed her lips with his swallowing her cries. He rammed in deeper one, two, three more times before he held himself still and followed her over the edge. His climax stole his breath away for the second time.
He looked down at her and realized something. He was falling for her and he didn’t even know her real name or who she was. Then he realized something else, with their lives on the line that stuff didn’t matter. He’d been watching her carefully the past few days and he knew she was a good person.
He might not know her name or what she did for a living but he’d bet his ranch she wasn’t involved in the drug trade. She was too honest a woman for that. He couldn’t let Grayson or Travis catch her and hurt her in any way.
Pushing himself off her, he settled at her side again. He looked into her eyes and chuckled. She wore a glazed expression of satisfaction. He couldn’t help but be proud of that expression. “Are you ok?” he whispered in her ear.
“Yeah, I think so,” she whispered back. Turning her head, she smiled. “Thank you, that was wonderful.”
Chase chuckled softly. “Go back to sleep. It’s not even close to time to get up yet.”
She smiled and snuggled back into his arms. Before she closed her eyes she spread tiny kisses on his shoulder and chest area as far as she could reach then she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
Chase laid there and smiled. Yes, he would protect this tiny woman and if she let him, he would do it for the rest of their lives. His determination to keep her and protect her almost glowed as a solid energy in the darkness surrounding them. Grayson and Travis wouldn’t get their dirty hands on his woman. Not in this lifetime.
~*~
When Chase opened his eyes again, he found himself alone. Looking around the cavern, he found her sitting against the wall wrapped up in the extra blanket he’d found last night.
He could see she’d been crying. Her head was resting sideways on her knees and she was staring into the room but he could tell her mind was far away.
“Would you like to know what I remembered last night after we fell asleep the second time?” she whispered. “I remembered a lot more, my name is Evelyn Carlyle.” She paused to give him a sad smile.
Chase felt stunned at this revelation.
“Yes, you were close. Only I go by Evelyn.” She sniffled as a smile broke through her tears. “You shoulda been a cop, Chase. Or that was the luckiest guess I ever heard of.”
He grinned despite the situation. “I did get lucky, even if you don’t think so.”
Her expression changed to one of sadness again. “I’m pretty sure Ian is, uh—was my brother. My foster brother. His family took me in when I was four years old after my parents died in a car crash. I remember the name Nick, and I remember there was a lot of money and drugs involved, but I can’t remember why. Ian was all the family I had left. His parents died about five years ago in a car crash. They were hit by a drunk driver. I worked at a local restaurant as a hostess, under the name Bethany Morgan. That’s probably where Grayson got that name.”
“Whoa, back up a minute…” Chase was confused. “What do you mean you worked under the name Bethany Morgan?”
Eve turned her head toward him and smiled. “I am beginning to remember my past. I work as an undercover DEA agent, a member of a task force put together in Minneapolis to track the route of a very popular, very new-on-the-market, designer drug called Gentle Breezes.”
Chase wasn’t shocked but he was a little surprised. He knew designer drugs were common in the big city, but he also knew they were increasingly more common in rural areas too. The drug trade affected everyone. “And you found those drugs here, in our small community?”
“We, Ian and I, discovered that Coven Glade was a distribution point. The drugs are brought in from Canada, via the Great Lakes by boats then transported by smaller boats through various rivers to this area. They are then cut with a viable agent and repackaged, then sent out from a warehouse in Coven Glade. We managed to identify at least four couriers and a couple of runners, but we haven’t put a name to the big boss yet.”
Chase leaned back with a thud. “Was Ian a cop as well?”
Eve touched the wound on her forehead before answering, “Yes, we were both DEA agents. He’s actually the one who got me into the DEA. He’s a little older than I am and he wanted to watch over me. His undercover assignment was working as a counselor in a group home. He was really making a difference with those kids. I think one of the kids he was working with might be the Nick I remembered earlier.”
“But if you remember all of this, why can’t you remember the rest of what happened? If what you’re telling me is going on around here, then it needs to be stopped. They need to be stopped. You need to stop them. That’s your job. Besides, after what happened to your foster brother, you can’t let Travis get away with murder.”
Eve nodded. “I need a safe place to contact my superiors. By now, I’m sure they know that Ian is dead and they must suspect the mission may be compromised. I want to catch both Trainer brothers and the man in the shadows before they have a chance to move in and before the dealers go underground. We’ll never catch up with them again, if they do that. They’ll move to a different town and start up the business all over again. It took eighteen months of surveillance to find Coven Glade. We almost had them before this happened.” Shaking her head she added, “I still need to see the face of the third man in that alley. He’s the one in charge of this operation. He’s the one we need to identify and take into custody.”
Chase let all of this soak in as he shook his head.
“I really need to make that phone call now. The number that flashed in my head is to my boss. I know that now.”
He sat up and nodded. “The only thing is the Trainer brothers might be watching the bar. They know or at least they should know, it’s the only public phone in the area.”
“It can’t be helped. I need to call my boss. He needs the information Ian and I were able to gather before he died. I remembered what the third man told Travis that night. He said the biggest shipment they ever handled was coming in four days. That’s less than a day away now. If we move fast, we can intercept the shipment and get it off the streets. We can’t allow that shipment to get through. We have to stop it.”
“I know you do Eve,” Chase agreed with her using his name for her.
“One of the reasons I became a DEA agent was because I didn’t want anyone else falling through the cracks like Faith had. I wanted to make a difference in someone else’s life. I know I can’t stop the drug trade but I can stop this tiny little piece of it. I can and will put the men behind bars who shot Ian.
“The drug syndicate cost me a best friend and now my brother. I know I can’t stop it alone, but I have to try put a dent in it.”
“Okay,” Chase agreed as he pushed his fingers through his hair. “Give me a minute to come up with a plan. We can’t just walk up to the bar. It could be a trap.”
“Could we go back to the cabin and maybe use the radio to get our message to my boss?” Eve asked.
“Maybe but I’m sure by now Grayson has found the cabin. It could be compromised.” Chase shrugged. “If he did find it, I’m sure the radio is toast. He wouldn’t want us getting a message of any kind out.”
“What else can we do?”
Chase shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe we can contact Barry and he can make the call for you. Would that work?”
Eve lifted her head off her knees and stared at him through the gloom of the cavern. “Maybe. If he could get through to my boss and explain the situation here, Ron could get some troops together to track the Trainers down and neutralize them. Then he could raid the warehouse and get his hands on the shipment. It would be a close call, but maybe it would work.”
“Well, sweet Evie, all we can do at this point is try,” Chase reminded her.
She almost smiled at the silly use of her name. “Okay, so how do we get in contact with Barry?”
Chase just stared at her for a minute before he suggested, “Maybe I should go alone to do that? They have no reason to stop me if they do find me alone.”
Eve shook her head. “No I don’t think so. You said it yourself, they would shoot you and not think about it. After all, they supposedly have the law on their side.”
“That might be true but if they find us together, they will shoot us both and call if a justified shooting. They’ve already labeled you a suspect in Ian’s murder.”
“Yeah but if I go with you, I can watch your back,” Evelyn argued reasonably.
Chase narrowed his eyes at her. “You are one stubborn woman, Eve.”
She bit at her lip and slowly nodded her head.
He chuckled as he got up to get everything ready.
~*~
Getting down from the caverns hadn’t been easy on the horse or them. It was fairly treacherous. Once they cleared that downhill slope, traversing the rest of the area seemed to go easier.
They were about to break out of the tree line when Chase backed his horse up. Evelyn peeked over his shoulder to see what the holdup was and that’s when she saw the parade of police cars coming down the road.
Four police cruisers, all with their red and blue lights flashing came right at them. It wasn’t until the cars passed where they were that Evelyn exhaled the breath she’d been holding. Turning her head, she watched as the four police cars split up at the off ramp. Two went left and the other two went right. The two cars that went left took the off ramp to the interstate road and the two cars that went right were going toward the small town of Benton.
“I wonder whether that parade has anything to do with us,” she asked.
“You can bet Grayson won’t like the extra cops around,” Chase murmured.
“What do you mean?” She frowned.
“If Grayson and Travis are out at my place with a crew, you can bet they aren’t police officers. They’ll have the few men who don’t mind breaking the law for the Trainer family. They can get away with a lot if Grayson and Travis are in charge. They can even get away with murder.”
“Yes, I learned that one the hard way,” she whispered.
Chase paused and reached around to squeeze her hand. “I’m sorry, Eve…I didn’t mean—”
She grasped his hand and squeezed back. “I know you didn’t.” She sighed. “The sooner we get to a phone the better. The bureau can take you into protective custody until this is over.”
Chase was instantly dismissive. “I go to jail while Grayson and Travis break the law? Somehow, that doesn’t sound right.” He scoffed.
“It wouldn’t be for long and you won’t go to jail.” She rolled her eyes. “You’ll be going to a safe house until we have everything we need to put them away for life.”
“I still don’t like it,” Chase murmured as he moved his horse toward the road.