Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 55606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“So if he’s not good anymore, I’ll be out there with my ass exposed.”
Her fleeting smile pushed heat through his veins.
“Now I wouldn’t complain, you’ve got an awesome ass. But you’re not going to be alone. I’ll have your back.”
Gazes locked, tension high, she waited in silence and the words took longer than usual to slip free.
“Good to know, Jasmine.”
Cupping her chin, he held her still as he lowered his mouth to hers. Needing just one taste. Even as he did so, Lance knew he lied to himself. One taste of this woman wasn’t ever going to be enough for him. More, he always wanted more. Craved her taste to be with him once they were apart.
Somehow he found the chops to break off the kiss that had ratcheted up in intensity immediately. Her eyes, a bit hazy, watched him, and he gave her a small smile, loving the way she reacted to him.
“Tell me the rest.”
“You know how it is when an agent is burned. Life isn’t easy and I had made a good number of enemies while I was under. So I had battles on my hands. Daily.”
Unease made him want to puke. He again forced himself to stay still. All he had to do was listen. Jasmine had lived it.
“I paid off debts, did things I’m not proud of, but I had to survive.”
“Why didn’t you stay in WitSec?”
She watched him without responding, merely cocked an eyebrow.
He got it. “Carolyn.”
“I was horrible to her, stole and set her up to take the fall with Declan. Even got her shot.”
He nodded. He’d been there when Caro’d taken a bullet.
He dug his short nails into his palm to keep from reaching for her. “But you were there when it counted.”
“I’ve never had family before. To find out one day after being alone that you have a twin you’ve never met, it changes everything. At least for me it did.” She put some distance between them and pushed her hands in her pockets. “I refused to lose that. WitSec, you know how it is. I wouldn’t be able to have any ties to her. I’d never get to see my nephew grow up. I couldn’t do that.”
“So you live in the shadows? How is that being in her life?”
The punch hurt, he saw it when she flinched. “I don’t trust the government. That’s what WitSec is. I refuse to give people that much control over me again. Especially a group that can change their mind in an instant and leave me exposed, alone and helpless. They help as long as you have something to barter with but if you are an inconvenience, or they don’t like you, you’re cut loose.”
He understood that but still, it chaffed to think of her having to have been out on her own for this long.
“You’re good.”
A sexy smirk. “I’m fucking incredible.”
“I tailed you.”
“And I found out.” A shrug. “Here we are.”
He closed the distance she’d created and continued backing her up until the wall behind her stopped farther retreat.
“It’s not going to be pretty.”
“Never expected it to be.”
“What happens when this is over?” He pulled her shirt from her pants and inched it up her body.
“I go somewhere else. I suspect you have something waiting for you back where you belong.”
He didn’t know about that anymore. He’d busted his ass to make detective, sure. But this undercover op had changed a lot of his perspectives. All the dirty cops there were, how justice wasn’t blind, and more.
Removing her shirt, he stared at her breasts in the plain white bra she had on. How could one thing be so sexy?
“Maybe.” That was the only allowance he would give. “Right now, I think you should ride my cock and tell me what the plan is.”
She leaned forward and nipped his lower lip. “I like that idea. Strip.”
An order he had no problem following.
* * * *
At the end of their days without Dusan back in their life, they lay together on Lance’s bed, Jasmine slumbering against him. Her mouth was by his nipple and each exhale put him in another level of hell. His body ached for her but he also knew she didn’t get the best sleep so he left her alone, slowly extracting himself from her body. He carefully drew a pair of workout pants on over his morning wood and walked to his kitchen.
He had started the coffee when the door swung open and he found Dusan along with his two bodyguards standing there.
“You do know there is such a thing as knocking, right?” He walked out of the kitchen and watched as the bodyguards looked down at his cock then back to his face. “We still have this day.”
Dusan shrugged. “Plans have changed. Where’s your woman?”
“Right here, wondering why the fuck you’ve busted in here when I’ve not gotten my cock this morning?” Jasmine’s voice pulled their focus.