Gabriel POV
When we stop, both of us are panting, her face flush, her lips swollen. She touches my lips. By the tingling, I'm sure my lips are swollen too.
Suddenly my phone is ringing, breaking the chemistry. Damn!
She takes a step back. "Your phone." Her voice is shaky, and she turns around, pretending to look at the building's paintings. I check my phone. Jack?
"Jack?" I answer
"Gabriel, we found Ben's account for the embezzlement. Coincidentally, it's in Paris."
"What?" My voice is rising. Isabella turns to me. I lock my eyes with her and hold my hand out to her. She takes it. I squeeze it to make sure it's okay.
"I'm on my way to Paris. We already called the bank to freeze the account. Clear your schedule for tomorrow."
"Okay. I got it."
"One of my guys who is following Be
