My Captivator

Kairyn’s life was wonderful, almost perfect. Her parents adored her, she had just started college, she made a new friend right off the bat, and her research paper for psychology was almost complete. But, after accidentally engaging in a unpleasant blog, her world changes, and not for the better. As ex-CIA Agent, Samuel Turner, and his men, declare Kairyn their next victim, secret agents, Merrick Stone and his team members, Kota and Weston, are assigned to protect Kairyn and bring Samuel and his men to justice.

Becoming a CIA Operative at the age of twenty-two was the best thing that ever happened to Merrick, that is until he and his team members are assigned to a new mission that involves a certain young woman. The closer Kairyn grows to Merrick, she finds his heart is in the right, but his mind is in the wrong. Will she be able to convince Merrick that of all the mistakes he has made in his life, he can still be forgiven? Or will the trials she faces bring hatred into her own heart?


29. Chapter Twenty-Eight



“You mean it?” He nodded as a dimpled smile appeared on his face. “You are . . . being serious?” My heart leapt. Merrick had given his life to Christ.


“You were right about Him,” he took my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, “He really does want everything to do with me, even with all my flaws and failures.”


I watched his eyes and gleamed at the seriousness that caressed his irises. He was not joking or trying to make me feel better. He was being truthful and that very thought gave me goosebumps. He had had an encounter with none other than our heavenly Father.


“Of course he does!” I smiled through tears. “Merrick, He wants so much more than just to deal with you. He wants your everything because you are His everything. I cannot explain what this means to me . . . or Him.” A small tear slid down my left cheek as I smiled at him. “It means the world to me that you would share this with me.” I placed my other hand on the edge of his face and closed my eyes, basking in the peaceful moment. “Thank you,” I opened my eyes and gave him the most adoring smile I could give.


He cupped his hand over mine on his cheek and pulled my hand to his mouth, giving my palm a gentle kiss. “I love you, Princess.” The small pet name may have been cheesy to some, but he was not using it as a name but rather a term. If God was my King and I his child, then a princess I must be.


Looking into his eyes, the longing and love flowed over me. He let go of my hand and wiped away any tears that strayed. “And I love you.”





A week had gone by since our sweet reunion. Each day had been a blessing that seemed to make our love grow. It amazed me to think back on the journey we had been on. The long roads we had walked and the hardships we had faced were no match for my spy guy and me, especially when we had a secret weapon on our side. The Lord had been good to us, our long journey had been rough, but we survived every nook and cranny and we owe it all to God. He had been with me every step of the way. Even when I had questioned Him, He already had a plan waiting to take its course.


“Are you nervous?” Merrick’s low voice brought me from my thoughts, as he gave my hand a gentle squeeze.


I glanced up at him and smiled. “I have been waiting for this moment for nearly five months now.” I said. “Merrick, this is all I have wanted since the beginning, but . . .”


“But, what? What is it?” His eyes held a concern that nearly took my breath away. I glanced out the window of the new black Chevy Cruse and bit my lip.


“What if they don’t like you?” He threw back his head and laughed at my fear. “Merrick!” I tried to hold in my laughter as I went to playfully hit him. He quickly grabbed my wrists before my hand could reach him and he pulled me close to him.


“Look at me,” he said through a grin. I bit my lip again and glanced his way, then looked into his eyes. His big blue eyes were breath-taking. To say they were as blue as the sky was an understatement.


He took both my hands in his and held them tightly. “You have nothing to be scared of, if this is God’s will, then it will happen. I’ll make sure of it.” A mischievous grin plastered his face.


“What if it isn’t His will? What if my parents decide that me being with you is too dangerous and-”


I was shut up when his lips came to my forehead. Closing my eyes I quietly sighed. “If they don’t like me, then we will have to change their minds. But, you know,” he sat back and wrapped his arm around me, “I am the man who saved their daughter’s life. They have to have some form of care for me.” A grin crept onto his face as he stared forward.


“You do realize we all helped save her, right?” Weston put in from the front seat.


“You have got to stop taking all our credit.” Kota glanced at Merrick from the driver’s seat.


“You took care of the bad guys, but I saved the girl.” Merrick laughed.


“You also but realize it’s harder to get the older brother’s blessing than it is the parents?” Caleb leaned forward and raised his eyebrows at Merrick.


“Caleb, for the last time, you are only three minutes older than me!” I rolled my eyes as I shoved him back against the seat.


“Ah, but you still used the word older.” Merrick teased me. I glanced up at him and dropped my jaw.


“Brown Nosing is not going to get my parents approval.” I told him. He gave me an ornery grin and pulled me closer to him.


“Trust me; brown nosing can get you anything if you try hard enough.”


“We’re here.” Kota’s words sent my heart racing.


He pulled into a familiar driveway and my heart was full. “Home,” I whispered, holding back tears. I hadn’t been home in over five months. The swing in the front yard under my favorite tree was slightly swaying in the wind. The horses in our field were chowing down on grass and looked as if someone had been taking care of them. The arena next to our barn was freshly dug up and my heart skipped a beat as I saw someone driving our tractor.


My dad glanced to us and quickly turned off the tractor. He climbed down and ran to the back of the house. I climbed out after Caleb and ran to our front door. Without even knocking I flung open the door and ran inside. My mom was in the kitchen getting supper ready. The smell of her fried chicken filled the air and the tears clouded my eyes. Running to the kitchen I froze. Mom glanced up at me and her face went white as she dropped the spatula she had been holding. Without any words I ran into her arms and hugged her tightly. She squeezed me in return and our tears filled the silent embrace. The back door opened and my dad came rushing in. “Honey the agency is here and-” His face paled and his eyes watered as he glanced at me, looking as if he was seeing a ghost.


“Hi, daddy.” I said, giving him a small smile.


Soon I was in his arms and hugging him close. “We were so worried.” He whispered through tears. “Thank you, Lord.” His words were filled with relief as he held me tight. “Thank you.”






We waited outside on the front porch as Kairyn caught up with her parents. I was thankful and overjoyed to see her so excited and happy. Part of me wanted so badly to step inside and watch the heart felt moment, but I knew it was not my place. I watched the horses in the field and grinned at how well the agency had taken care of them.


I glanced to my left as heard a soft sigh. Caleb sat on the edge of the porch, holding a knee to his chest and staring out into the front yard. “She loves you too, you know.” I stated. He looked at me and then glanced back out at the yard.


“Yeah, I know.” He bit his cheek. “It’s weird . . .” He paused and scratched his head. “We are family but she has a family of her own. I never understood why the agency had to separate us as babies. What harm would it have done for us to grow up together?”


I stared at him and my heart fell. All he ever wanted was to feel loved, to be loved by someone who really cared for him. “They thought it was for the best. With you two separated, it would have been harder for Turner to find both of you.” Kayne chimed in.


Caleb remained staring ahead. “I guess it makes sense.” Caleb mumbled.


The front door opened, bringing us out of our thoughts and we turned our heads to the door. Kairyn stood there and glanced from me to Caleb. “Caleb, do you want to meet my parents?” Her voice was hopeful; the opposite of the now nervous looking older brother.


“Me?” Caleb’s voice sounded hoarse.


“Of course,” she smiled, “You are my brother,” she winked at him. She held out her hand for Caleb to take; he took it and followed her inside. The door closed.


“And then there were three.” Law huffed. I glanced at him and laughed nervously. I would be meeting her parents soon. What would they think? Suddenly my thoughts went to Kairyn’s worries. Would her parents like me? What if my life was still too dangerous, even now that I’ve given my resigna . . .


“Merrick?” I heard her voice and turned to see her standing at the door. “Weston, Kota,” she smiled trying to hide her worry. I gave her a gentle smile and nodded at her reassuringly. “They want to meet the team who saved my life.” The demeanor of her smile changed into a happy grin.


The three of us stood and glanced at each other. Then together we entered her house. The smell was welcoming as the scent of leather, apple spice, and fried chicken entered my senses. Her house was not large but the inside was full of warming items and furniture. I glanced around the room and my eyes fell on a woman who I assumed was Kairyn’s mother. They had the same green eyes and cheering smile. The man standing next to her must have been her father, for they had the same nose. “Mom, Dad, this is Kota Kayne, Weston Law and Merrick Stone.” Her voice lingered as she spoke my name. She eyed me down looking for some sign of relief. I smiled at her and she took in a breath. “These are my parents, Brandon and Katie Locksley.”


I extended my hand to her father and gave him my best respectful smile. “Mr. Locksley, it’s so nice to finally meet you. Your daughter has told us so much about you both. You must be quite the role models.” I gave Kairyn a small glance as Mr. Locksley took my hand.


“Please, call me Brandon.” He shook my hand then shook the hands of Kayne and Law. “I cannot thank you enough for looking out for my little girl.” He glanced over to Kairyn and pulled her close to him in a hug. “She is our world.”


“I can see why, she is a special one.” I nodded to her, trying to tell her I loved her without speaking it allowed.


“We would so very much love if you would stay for supper.” Her mother smiled with thankful eyes.


“Yes, please, stay for dinner.” Kairyn added. Her eyes pleaded and it took all I had not to run and wrap her in my arms.


“We would be honored.” I spoke, but my eyes never left Kairyn’s. In that moment I made a promise to myself. No matter what the request, I would do anything for the woman I loved.

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