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during the day. Frowning, Jaeda still couldn’t discern which
belonged to Teague. If they talked so quietly, they clearly talked
about highly secretive matters.
    As she moved quickly to the bed, she sank
lower. Making her way to the foot of it, she duck-walked to where
light spilled across the floor. The room stretched another fourteen
feet past the bed and accommodated a second sitting area with a
television.
    A television!
    She smacked a hand to her forehead. Standing,
she glared at the screen showing two men in suits seated behind a
news desk, delivering the day’s financial report. The reduced
volume made them sound as if they spoke in hushed tones.
    Teague’s head appeared where he leaned
sideways behind a green loveseat to get a look at her.
    Caught! It’s official. He’s turning me into
the worst secret agent in history.
    Between his fists he held a balled hand
towel. He had removed his shirt and tie, and his trousers sagged a
bit at his waist thanks to an unfastened button. “Hello,” he said,
his eyebrows arched in silent question.
    Her feet cemented to the floor, and her lungs
stopped working. She could only stare at the square slabs of muscle
that made up his chest, and the ridges that defined his stomach.
What should she say? What possible excuse could she have for coming
into his room uninvited?
    “Hello,” she squeaked.
    Hello? Was that all she had? Why had she gone
through intensive espionage training if all she could manage was hello ?
    “I was readying for bed.” He pointed toward a
doorway, the source of the light spilling across the Berber. A
bathroom. “Would you like to stay and chat?”
    Chat. Yeah, okay. “I didn’t mean to disturb
you.”
    He released a bark of laughter and tossed the
towel into the bathroom. The muscles on his arm flexed and released
in a ripple that made her mouth water. “You may not mean to, Jaeda,
but you do a very fine job of it just the same.” He strode to her
and took her by the hands. Walking backward, he drew her to the
loveseat.
    “You find me disturbing?” Why did that bother
her? He ought to be disturbed by her. She was about to
expose his crooked dealings and ruin his life.
    “Very.” With a wolfish grin, he hit the off
button on a remote before dropping it to an oval coffee table.
“Since the moment I met you, I can’t seem to think about anything
else.” He urged her to sit then joined her. “I thought I would lose
my mind when you left without giving me your number. Then I
realized that Caster drove you, and he could simply take me to you.
Still, it occurred to me that you might not want to see me
again.”
    “You thought wrong.” She had to see
him – never mind how quickly she developed a desire for the man
that bordered on obsessive. She was in deep trouble.
    His gaze took in her robe before landing on
her bare knee. His voice dropped an octave. “I can’t tell you how
much it pleases me to hear you say that. Although I gathered as
much when you begged me so prettily not to stop…on the sofa in the
study.”
    Visions of his heated expression flashed
through her mind. His kisses. His intimate touch. The woman in her
gave the agent a shove out the window.
    “Kiss me,” she whispered.
    He sent fingers into her damp curls and
cupped her ear while pulling her close. He stared into her eyes for
the longest moment. In his gaze, she read sweet need and bare
honesty. It was like staring into the sun – she didn’t think she
could withstand it. But then he blinked and took her lips in a
kiss.
    Jaeda’s heart tugged, and she whimpered. Why
did he have to be the bad guy? And why did she have the assignment
to take him down?
    Withdrawing, she put a staying hand on his
chest and immediately wished she hadn’t. Warm skin and soft hairs
made her want to press her lips to the unyielding wall of
muscle.
    “No, wait.” She panted and ducked her head to
gather her flitting thoughts. “I need to know…” What? Was she
losing it?
    “I