On the other hand, Nick was risking himself to help her, and the cat was already out of the bag, so to speak. It only seemed fair to explain. But they had to keep moving. If John got the door unlocked and got inside the store, it wouldn't take him long to realize that they'd slipped out the back and then he'd be out here after them.
Taking Nick's hand, Jill turned and started up the alley. She paused only long enough to send out a silent apology to her brother, then quickly explained about her brother and Claire's courtship, the experiment they'd been working on and then everything that had happened that morning.
"So your brother and his wife were among the scientists working on a molecular destabilizer, this John creep zapped her, your brother got zapped pulling her out of the beam, and they both suddenly found themselves able to shift shape?"
Jill nodded.
"I get why they told their boss, this Dr. Cohen, that the machine didn't work and convinced him to break it down. It's obviously dangerous… But then why on earth would he rebuild it in his own basement?" he asked with disbelief.
"Kyle and Claire are worried their cells might now be unstable or there might be other problems they can't foresee. Kyle wanted to test the effects on animals with faster metabolisms. They have no idea what pitfalls or problems could be in store for them or Beth and he wanted to find out and hopefully find ways to avoid them," she explained.
"But then why did he bother to convince the company he worked for that the original didn't work? He wasted years rebuilding this new one. Wouldn't it have been faster to just admit that he and his wife had been zapped and were changed?" he reasoned. "He would have been able to experiment right away."
Jill frowned. "He didn't realize it would take so long to rebuild it, and he thought it was too dangerous to let them keep working on the original. He was afraid of what they'd do with such technology. He also feared once they realized he and Claire had been zapped, the two of them might end up the lab animals, being experimented on."
Nick nodded in understanding, and then said, "That John fellow probably took your niece downstairs and placed her behind the machine to get you under the beam."
Jill glanced at him with a start as they paused at the mouth of the alley. "I hadn't thought of that. Do you really think so?"
Nick shrugged. "He tricked your sister-in-law under the beam. And he admitted to you that he wanted to zap you to have someone to experiment on. It probably isn't just a happy coincidence that you ended up knocked out under the beam."
Jill supposed it was too much of a "happy coincidence." John probably had taken Beth downstairs and used the child to get her under the beam.
"You're right. We can't go to the police," Nick said suddenly, drawing her gaze again. He was looking grim and determined. "We can't risk revealing all this to the authorities and having you and your family locked up in cages to be experimented on. We'll have to deal with this ourselves."
"I need to talk to Kyle," Jill said quietly. "I tried to call him earlier, but there was no answer at the house. He and Claire must have taken Beth and gone to get new locks for the basement door or something. I need to talk to him to figure out what to do."
"Yes, we can—" Nick's hand suddenly tightened on hers. Startled, Jill glanced up to see him looking past her. They were standing at the mouth of the alley and a glance over her shoulder made her suck in a sharp breath as she spotted John weaving his way through the crowd toward them.
Chapter 3
"He must not have been able to pick the front lock," Jill said with alarm.
"More likely the cop scared him off again, so he's coming around to try the back," Nick said dryly.
"We have to hide," Jill said anxiously, catching his hand and trying to pull him away, but he stayed still.
"We don't have to hide. You already are hiding," he pointed out, his gaze moving over her face with fascination.
Jill frowned at his expression. She liked this man and didn't want him to see her as some weird creature, but it seemed that's what she now was. Pushing the concern aside for the moment, she said, "Nick, we have to hide. He's been watching Kyle and I think me too. He may have seen me with, you. He might know who you are and then know I'm me despite…" She gestured vaguely to the form she'd taken.
Nick scowled at this possibility, but then suddenly smiled.
"What?" she asked with bewilderment, her gaze shifting nervously between his expression and the approaching John. Fortunately, he'd been slowed by a group of teenagers goofing around and taking up most of the sidewalk. He was still two buildings away, trying to weave his way around the kids.
"They say the best place to hide is in plain sight."
Nick's words brought her head back around and she opened her mouth to ask what he was thinking, only to gasp in surprise when his lips descended on hers. Jill stood still in his arms for a moment, and then clutched at his upper arms as he suddenly backed her up against the brick wall of the building behind them. She felt the hard, textured brick press into her back and was reminded that while she might appear dressed in winter gear, it was all just her. It was her skin pressing into the cool brick.
Jill shuddered as his hands slid around her waist to her back before dropping down to cup her bottom. Gasping, she rose up on tiptoe as he cupped her there and drew her tight against his body under the coat. His jeans brushed erotically against the naked flesh of her legs and hips and the cotton of his shirt rubbed softly across her breasts, making her nipples tingle. Moaning under the erotic assault, she clutched at his shirt front as his tongue urged her lips apart and slid between them.
Shivering as desire rippled through her, Jill slid her arms around his waist under the coat. Then she let her own hands drop down to his bottom and urged him harder against her, unable to stop her hips from undulating against him.
Nick groaned and ground harder still, then slid one leg between both of hers, forcing a gasp from her lips as his cloth-covered thigh rubbed against her.
"Get a room."
The muttered comment was John Heathcliffe's as he passed them to enter the alley. Jill recognized his voice and instinctively started to pull away from Nick. Seeming to realize that she was about to end their kiss and unintentionally reveal his face, Nick rubbed his thigh against her more firmly, then slid one hand to her breast and squeezed gently to recapture her attention. It worked. His touch drove all thought of others from her head and drew a moan from her throat as she arched into both caresses.
Nick smelled and tasted so good and he felt wonderful, his body taunting hers from beneath his clothes. Jill forgot where they were and that they were hiding from anyone and wished they were both naked without barriers between them. She'd waited so long for this kiss… And she'd been wrong, her fantasies hadn't been better. No fantasy could live up to this molten heat and passion. The man was on fire, burning her up with his kisses and caresses. It made her wish they were alone somewhere, that she was herself and they were both naked without his clothes between them.
"Mommy, why is that lady naked?"
"Never mind, Virginia. Don't look. Come on."
Jill heard the exchange, but it didn't really register until an excited stir erupted around them and Nick suddenly stiffened and drew away to peer down with shock.
Dread suddenly a stone in the pit of her stomach, Jill tore her gaze from his to glance down at herself. Much to her horror, she'd somehow shifted back to herself and now stood there on the street, naked for all to see. And they were all seeing. Several people were now yelling, others laughing, and still others just gawking at her.