Free My Girl by Stormy Glenn Page B

down on the table. He flexed his fingers because they were sore from gripping the phone so hard then looked over at Seth.
"How do you feel about taking a trip?"
"No meatloaf?"
A nervous laugh burst from Nicky's lips as he shook his head and tried not to let his terror overtake him. "Not tonight but I promise to make you meatloaf the minute this is all over."
"Deal." Seth reached over and turned the oven off then leaned back against the counter. "So, where are we headed, babe?"
Nicky stepped into Seth's waiting arms and cuddled against the man as he considered the question. Morales would pretty much find them anywhere they went. Nicky just knew it. But, maybe…
"How do you feel about Boston?"
CHAPTER 14
    Seth tried not to growl when yet another man winked at Nicky. It had only happened about a million times since they left home and caught a flight to Boston. Every time he turned around someone was whistling at Nicky, or trying to make a pass at him… well, her. Nicky was still masquerading as a woman. He felt it was best under the circumstances.
    Seth agreed, but he was still having a hard time coming to grips with his girlfriend having long white blond hair after Nicky dyed it. Granted, the color did wonderful things for Nicky's facial features, drawing out his hazel eyes and making his cheekbones seem more prominent but Seth just couldn't get used to it.
    He also couldn't seem to get used to no one looking at them funny when they sat close together on the plane ride to Boston or held hands all through the airport terminal. They were just a guy and a girl, albeit a beautiful girl, on a trip.
    "We can catch a cab outside," Nicky said as the waited for the luggage to come around the luggage rack. They had packed simply, just one bag each. There hadn't been time to pack more. They hadn't even cleared the table before leaving.
    "Where do you want to go, Nicky? Is there a hotel close by where we can stay?"
Nicky glanced around them as if he were afraid someone might overhear him. "I'd really like to go see my mother. I haven't been able to talk to her or see her since I left."
"Then that's where will we go."
"I just don't know if it's safe. I'd die if anything happened to my mother because of something I did."
"What if we got the hunky detective of yours to pick up your mother and meet us somewhere?"
Seth arched an eyebrow as he turned to look at Ricky. When they left home it had seemed like a good idea to bring Ricky along with them. Two men and a woman traveling to Boston looked better than two men or a man and a woman. Seth hoped it would hide them just a little longer.
Now he was wondering if he’d made a mistake. Ricky was in full hornball mode. He checked out every guy they came across. He'd even made a pass at the flight attendant. Seth's one consolation was that everyone on the flight would remember Ricky and not him and Nicky.
Ricky shrugged. "It was just an idea."
"Actually, that’s not a bad idea. We can use a pay phone to call Elliot."
"Ricky can use a pay phone to call Elliot," Seth said as he pointed his finger at Nicky. "You're not calling anyone."
"Fine." Nicky rolled his eyes.
Seth knew he was being overprotective but he couldn't seem to stop himself. Nicky's life was in danger and he wasn't going to let anything happen to the man who'd stolen his heart. Nicky was his to protect now.
"Ricky, go call Elliot from a pay phone and ask him to meet us somewhere." Seth turned to Nicky. "Do you have a place in mind, Nicky?"
"Just have him meet us at the coffee shop," Nicky said. "He'll know where that is. We've met there several times."
"Do you think it will be safe there?" That was Seth's most important concern. He wouldn't take Nicky anywhere that he might not be safe. Well, he wouldn't really be safe until Morales was behind bars but they could at least pick and choose where they showed up.
"It's a cop coffee shop." Nicky chuckled. "It should be relatively safe unless we jaywalk or steal their donuts."
Seth chuckled