Chapter Six
It was well into the early hours of the morning before Destin and Sula slipped out of the house. Search teams and guards still patrolled the area. They nodded to two guards near the back gate and passed at least another six before they made it to the stairs carved into the cliff.
Destin paused at the top of the steps when he felt more than saw the shiver that escaped Sula. He quickly removed his jacket and held it out for her to slip on. His fingers were slow to release the edges of the brown leather. It was only Sula’s glance over his shoulder, reminding him that they weren’t alone that made him let go.
“Thank you,” she murmured with an amused glint and stepped around him to continue down the steps.
“What’s so funny?” Destin asked, turning and falling into step with her.
