For such a small movement, it did huge things to her. Her breath and her thoughts began to race.“Houston?” she softly called out. Nothing.But she assured herself that it was possible he hadn’t heard her over the buzzing sound of the security alarm.Gabrielle picked up the gun from where she’d placed it on the desk, and she tiptoed toward the door. She only made it two steps when the alarm stopped. Just like that, it was quiet again, and she started to believe that she hadn’t heard the doorknob after all.She waited, listening. Or rather, trying to listen over the sound of her own pulse pounding in her ears. But the only thing she heard were the soft cooings that Lucas was making in the bathroom. Her son was obviously in a playful mood, and she couldn’t be with him because there might be a threat.“Houston?” she tried again, keeping her voice barely above a whisper.She didn’t want to alert Lily Rose. Or give away her location if there was indeed the threat that her body was bracing itself for.
