Chapter Twenty Six

Chapter Twenty Six
Zen’s POV
“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” I muttered when I opened up the door leading from the house to the garage. Tom told me that there would be a car there that we could use. I didn’t expect a fucking Honda Minivan.
Elizabeth seemed amused at my reaction, and couldn’t stop giggling. I gave her a scowl which only seemed to make her laugh harder, this time clutching at her stomach. Zen Warren, driving a fucking minivan. Danny would have a fucking blast with this one. I unlocked the doors to the car. At least it would be low profile. No one expects and assassin to be in a minivan.
“Well, Princess, your carriage awaits.” I said sarcastically, waving my arm in the direction of the disgrace. She curtsied in response, walking over to the passenger door. I couldn’t help but smile at her, she was too damn cute. “Oh, shit, hold on!” I yelled as she reached for the handle. I took the step down and rushed to the door so I could hold it open for her. Her gorgeous blue eyes twinkled in excitement as she laughed again, stepping up into the van.
“Thank you, good sir.” She nodded her head to me. I snuck a quick peck from her unsuspecting lips before shutting the door, taking in the way her cheeks reddened immediately. I was re-equipped with my weapons and had put three grand in my wallet. I didn’t know how much clothes would cost. I knew she was used to money, but I didn’t notice her wearing many brand names. Regardless, I wanted to be prepared to spoil her. She deserved it for putting up with my sorry ass for a full day.
While we were out, I also wanted to get some training items. If we were going to be on the run, I needed to get this girl in shape. Her body was beautiful as it was, but she needed to be able to defend herself if needed. The first stop, though, would be a gas station. I needed a cell phone so I could give Tom my reports, and I knew I would be able to find a non-contract cell at one of them. I looked at the GPS that was suctioned to the dash. The car may not have been new, but it looked like it was well taken care of. I wondered if the old maid used it for errands.
Thirty minutes later, Princess and I had new phones and had arrived at the mall. She entered Tom’s and ours contact details under pseudo names. She said she wanted them to sound cool, like from a spy movie, which just made me laugh. This girl somehow managed to find entertainment while running for her life. Her optimism was almost suffocating, but maybe that was because I was such a cynical bastard. I let her choose the names. She put Tom in as “Agent Smith,” which I explained sounded shady as hell, but she didn’t care. I insisted she be put in as “Princess” which she reluctantly agreed to, but put me in her phone as, “The Sea.” She wouldn’t tell me why, which just made me even more curious. Why “The Sea?”
I felt eyes following us as we made our way inside. It made me a little uneasy, even though I knew the eyes didn’t belong to enemies. My ears tuned into several whispers. Most were typical teenage girls commenting on my ass or my face, which I easily ignored. Princess, however, sent several harsh glares towards the young women, making me chuckle in amusement. She poked me in the ribs, pouting adorably with her full pink lips. Damn, she was sexy.
I wasn’t the only one who seemed to think so, considering as soon as she ran ahead to look inside the large glass panes of some indie shop, a group of fucking college aged assholes loudly whistled, all while checking out her beautiful body. It took all my control to not take each one of those bastards out. Man, I wished I’d had a smoke. I always got so pissy without them, but I didn’t want to put Princess in the middle of my bad habit. After all, the literal first thing she ever said to me was, “smoking is bad for you.”
Instead of killing the fuckers, I opted for lightly bumping into one on my way to my girl. The asshole grumbled at me, but quieted when I gave him a deathly glare and wicked smile that had been known to unsettle people. I then watched their jaws drop as I pulled Elizabeth in by her waist and sensually kissed her bare shoulder. All of the cowards tucked tail and walked away, leaving me stifling my laughter on Princess’s shoulder.
“Territorial, much?” She asked, raising a brow as she called me out on my bullshit. I grinned in return, gripping her hips firmly beneath my fingertips and causing her dress to bunch up.
“Hell yea, I am. I’m here to protect you baby.” I cooed, pulling her closer to me.
“Against some cat calls?” She laughed. “Come on, my knight. We need to find some clothes.” She smirked, poking me on the tip of my nose and pushing off of me. I blinked at the ridiculousness of the simple gesture. Then, like the badass I was, I followed her like a puppy dog, completely whipped by this dorky and sexy woman I had only met the day before.