"Jenna, I am back," Ronen said when I answered the phone.
I ducked under the café awning to escape the downpour and sent him my location.
He arrived only moments later and dashed from his car with an umbrella in his hand.
His brows knitted tightly at the sight of me looking soaked and completely bedraggled.
"How did you get this drenched?" he asked.
"I forgot my umbrella," I said.
Without another word, he tenderly brushed my wet hair aside and helped me into the car.
As the vehicle glided forward through the rain, exhaustion washed over me.
I leaned back in the seat, and my eyelids grew heavy as fatigue took hold of my body.
Then the sound of screeching tires filled the air as a black sedan cut us off.
The door flew open, and Luke stepped out with rain pouring off his body as he
