Cam just nodded at her, then settled back against his crate and folded his arms over his chest. He closed his eyes, pretending to doze.

So that’s how he was going to play this? Tie her up, give her a crazy orgasm, and then ignore her?

Fine by her. She shouldn’t have done it in the first place and maybe now she’d have a chance to pretend she never had. All the reasons she’d had for not getting involved with him — like the fact that one of them was going to end up in Otherworld — were just as relevant now.

More so, considering the fact that Cam in bed was something she could get used to. The memory of him, all tensely coiled muscle and harsh face hovering over her, was enough to send her over the edge. She shook her head. Forget it.

“So, what are we going to do now?” she asked.

“What Paolo said. Land, hope the gods haven’t followed us, and find the first flight out.”

“Oh. Okay.” Shit. Now she couldn’t think of anything else to say. And she wasn’t sure if she wanted to. Listening to his rough voice just dredged up memories of earlier tonight.

The rumbling of the landing gear woke her sometime later—seconds or hours, she had no idea.

“What?” She rubbed her eyes and looked around blearily. “How long has it been?”

“Hour.”

The plane pulled to a stop and Cam rose, having to duck in the small space. She followed suit, and soon they were hopping down onto the tarmac. It was narrow, set right into the jungle, which was as black as the night sky. Runway lights provided the only illumination. Animals rustled and shrieked within the forest.

Paolo shut the plane door behind them and said, “Got some time ’til the sun comes up. You’re in luck, the weekly plane out of here leaves just after sunrise. It’s a six seater, so maybe there’ll be room.”

“Will your aunt tell anyone where this plane landed?” Cam asked him.

“No. If your pursuers knew to ask, she wouldn’t say anything.”

“But she’ll be in danger!” Ana hadn’t thought of this before. Ugly guilt oozed through her at the thought of leaving the little old woman behind to face Cernowain.

Paolo laughed. “Not likely.”

Ana’s eyebrows rose. Must be some witch to stand up to gods. But there were beings more powerful than the Celtic gods, and Ana figured the Bruxa might as easily be one of them as anyone else.

Paolo led them across the abandoned tarmac to a little building set into the jungle. He unlocked the door to reveal a single room with a desk that was presumably for tickets, a big scale, chairs, and a tiny cafe that was nothing

more than a counter and a few tables.

A door in the back of the room opened, and Ana was grateful to see a man in an apron walk through.

“An airport this small has a cafe?” Ana asked, nodding at the aproned man.

Paolo shrugged. “Only place to eat in town, if you want to call it a town. Just happens this building had space. Luis will feed you if you ask nicely.”

Ana vowed to ask very nicely. She could eat a water buffalo right now.

Cam paid Paolo, handing over a fat stack of bills that made the man’s white smile cut across his tanned face. Twenty minutes later, they were tucking into a breakfast that was the best thing Ana had ever tasted. It’d been so long since she’d eaten that she’d have enjoyed almost anything.

Cam hadn’t said anything to her since they’d landed, just kept his eyes trained on the ticket table for when someone showed up to sell them a ticket. She peeked at him whenever she could. He looked more solemn than she’d ever seen him, his mouth pressed in a grim line and his eyes shuttered.

It was going to be harder than she’d thought to pretend last night hadn’t happened. Impossible, most likely. She chewed her eggs, realizing that they’d gone tasteless in her mouth.

Cam shoved up from his seat and she jumped. A relieved sigh escaped her when she saw the ticket attendant. Or rather, the woman shuffling papers at the little desk who she assumed was the ticket agent. Hard to tell.

Cam returned a few minutes later. “That was the pilot. I got us a ride out on the next flight. Leaves in an hour.” He didn’t bother looking at her, just tucked back into his breakfast.

Ana frowned, bothered despite herself. He’d been so intense last night. And now he wouldn’t look at her. Not that you want him to!

But she was a liar. And an idiot. Actually, she wasn’t just an idiot. She was the world’s biggest idiot. Because she was falling for the only person qualified to take her place in Otherworld.

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