Just the two of us, you and I.

Carlisle, your worst enemy. A spy with a knack for catching you at every turn. Sent on a mission to steal a gala’s unveiling, the most prized diamond across the country. As you’re dancing you feel his arms wrap around you, the cold metal of a gun pressing to your back. Unsheathing your knife and pressing the tip to the back of his neck your dance begins.

Carlisle grins, his eyes narrowing and tucking you to his chest.

“Fancy seeing you here beautiful.”