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“That was my fault.”
He cupped her face to make her look up at him. “Madeline, you’re intelligent and beautiful with a killer body. For as much as I want you in that bed, I have to do my job first. When this assignment is over, I’ll be coming after you.”
“Is that a promise?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Are you saying we only kiss in public?”
Nodding, he sighed. “You and I will be making out in front of the cameras tomorrow.”
“Like a magician’s slight of hand?” she asked.
“Exactly.” He opened his dresser drawer. He pulled out two long sleeve cotton shirts and handed her one. He then clipped his gun in its holster to his side. “It’s getting cooler out there and we have to take every precaution, starting now.”
“AMT Hardballer handgun,” she stated. “I suppose you think it’s named after you.”
He shot her a look as she laughed. He loved his gun. He’d had it since college and, yeah, that’s what he said about it.
They walked down the well-lit street and stopped at the street-level door of the old downtown building. Taking her key, he unlocked it, then, stepping through, headed to the top of the stairs. “Every precaution.”
Madeline followed him down the short, narrow hall on the right, which led to two doors. Her apartment in the back faced the riverfront while the other apartment overlooked the downtown area. He scanned the inside. She had one wide loft-style room with a bathroom. Her queen-size bed with a striped green comforter and matching pillows looked inviting next to her large windows.
A cool breeze came through the screens as he checked out the view of the river and iron bridge. The fire escape next to her window continued to the roof. Turning back, he saw an oversized chair with a table lamp and a small square dining table with two wooden chairs. Her open kitchen consisted of a few cupboards and an island with storage space.
“You need to keep these windows locked. I’ll see you at eleven-forty.” He quickly left the lilac-scented loft. It would be a long night.
Alone in her loft, Madeline sat on her bed and bit her thumbnail. His simple plan could work. The best-case scenario was to kiss, make copies, and get out. The worst case was to get caught and fired. She felt herself clawing to get out of that deep narrow pit. The cold muddy water rose to her waist. A few clods of dirt crumbled on top of her head. The mud suctioned her feet like cement.
To keep the panic down, she focused on Joe and his kisses. His rock hard body and soft lips sent a thrilling shock through her system. Her body craved more. She stared at the ceiling for most of the night.
MONDAY
IN HIS DARK BLUE UNIFORM, Matt walked into the kitchen and poured coffee into his mug. While David grabbed his lunch from the refrigerator and an ice pack from the freezer, Eva sipped her coffee. “Honey, do you want to go back into the fields?” she asked.
“I’m not a baby. And it’s my job.”
She sighed and Matt continued. “David, are you sure you’re ready? I can make a call.”
“God, first she’s asking me, now you. I’m fine. I’ll be back whenever.” David threw his snack packs into his cooler and slammed his feet into his boots. He hit the screen door on the way out.
Watching the double-hinged door swing back and forth, Eva frowned. Matt followed his son out the door. After starting the engine, David backed out of the garage. Matt motioned for him to stop.
“What now?” David asked, putting the car in park.
“Turn off the engine. First, you do not refer to your mother as ‘she’. And second, I want to know why you’ve been so mean to her lately.”
“The guys keep saying stuff about how hot she is. I can’t take it anymore,” he replied, staring at the steering wheel.
“What’s that got to do with how you treat her?”
“I know, but …” David started.
Matt’s hand rested on the top of the doorframe. “But what? Your attitude is hurting her. Is that what you want
He cupped her face to make her look up at him. “Madeline, you’re intelligent and beautiful with a killer body. For as much as I want you in that bed, I have to do my job first. When this assignment is over, I’ll be coming after you.”
“Is that a promise?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Are you saying we only kiss in public?”
Nodding, he sighed. “You and I will be making out in front of the cameras tomorrow.”
“Like a magician’s slight of hand?” she asked.
“Exactly.” He opened his dresser drawer. He pulled out two long sleeve cotton shirts and handed her one. He then clipped his gun in its holster to his side. “It’s getting cooler out there and we have to take every precaution, starting now.”
“AMT Hardballer handgun,” she stated. “I suppose you think it’s named after you.”
He shot her a look as she laughed. He loved his gun. He’d had it since college and, yeah, that’s what he said about it.
They walked down the well-lit street and stopped at the street-level door of the old downtown building. Taking her key, he unlocked it, then, stepping through, headed to the top of the stairs. “Every precaution.”
Madeline followed him down the short, narrow hall on the right, which led to two doors. Her apartment in the back faced the riverfront while the other apartment overlooked the downtown area. He scanned the inside. She had one wide loft-style room with a bathroom. Her queen-size bed with a striped green comforter and matching pillows looked inviting next to her large windows.
A cool breeze came through the screens as he checked out the view of the river and iron bridge. The fire escape next to her window continued to the roof. Turning back, he saw an oversized chair with a table lamp and a small square dining table with two wooden chairs. Her open kitchen consisted of a few cupboards and an island with storage space.
“You need to keep these windows locked. I’ll see you at eleven-forty.” He quickly left the lilac-scented loft. It would be a long night.
Alone in her loft, Madeline sat on her bed and bit her thumbnail. His simple plan could work. The best-case scenario was to kiss, make copies, and get out. The worst case was to get caught and fired. She felt herself clawing to get out of that deep narrow pit. The cold muddy water rose to her waist. A few clods of dirt crumbled on top of her head. The mud suctioned her feet like cement.
To keep the panic down, she focused on Joe and his kisses. His rock hard body and soft lips sent a thrilling shock through her system. Her body craved more. She stared at the ceiling for most of the night.
MONDAY
IN HIS DARK BLUE UNIFORM, Matt walked into the kitchen and poured coffee into his mug. While David grabbed his lunch from the refrigerator and an ice pack from the freezer, Eva sipped her coffee. “Honey, do you want to go back into the fields?” she asked.
“I’m not a baby. And it’s my job.”
She sighed and Matt continued. “David, are you sure you’re ready? I can make a call.”
“God, first she’s asking me, now you. I’m fine. I’ll be back whenever.” David threw his snack packs into his cooler and slammed his feet into his boots. He hit the screen door on the way out.
Watching the double-hinged door swing back and forth, Eva frowned. Matt followed his son out the door. After starting the engine, David backed out of the garage. Matt motioned for him to stop.
“What now?” David asked, putting the car in park.
“Turn off the engine. First, you do not refer to your mother as ‘she’. And second, I want to know why you’ve been so mean to her lately.”
“The guys keep saying stuff about how hot she is. I can’t take it anymore,” he replied, staring at the steering wheel.
“What’s that got to do with how you treat her?”
“I know, but …” David started.
Matt’s hand rested on the top of the doorframe. “But what? Your attitude is hurting her. Is that what you want
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