had showered before returning to the room where Rhys was working on something he wouldn’t talk about. She had noticed him doing it before and she felt like she was more of an interruption to whatever his own focus was right now. She would have felt guilty for that but it wasn’t her fault. She didn’t have a choice in entering this protection program thing, and on some level, knowing what she knew now, she didn’t think she would refuse to go anyway.
She was an interruption and he wouldn’t be able to deny that if she asked. Maybe that’s why she didn’t ask, because she didn’t want to hear him say it. she hated that feeling of disrupting somebody’s life, but here she was about to do it again. She had forgotten before because the man was pure attraction and she couldn’t resist the feelings she had around him, but she wouldn’t forget this time.
“We need to talk, Rhys.”
She watched him as he closed the laptop and looked at her with full attention. She liked that he paid keen attention to her when she spoke. It wasn’t as if the guys she worked with didn’t pay attention, it was just a different kind of attention—a business, professional based attention whereas with Rhys, despite this being important in a life or death business kind of situation, the man looking at her made her feel all sorts of tingles in her body. One look from him could make her forget everything—including the danger she was in. But she was sure she didn’t have that effect on him—not because she thought he didn’t find her worthy of his lust, but because he was a man who stayed focused on his mission. There was no way he could have made it through years of military life if he hadn’t been the kind of man to stay focused.
Despite his good looks, his blatant animal attraction drawing mannerism, she had to put her own mind back on why she wanted to talk to him in the first place. Sexy or not, she didn’t need a man in her life who needed a child with legal benefits to feel like a man.
“I just want to make sure you realize you can’t control me. I’m not a child; you’re not my father. I like you, but I don’t want to be with a man who needs a child with legal benefits to feel like a man.” There, she had said what she needed to say. She really didn’t have anything else to say—at least not that she could think of anyway. She had been so focused on getting that weight off her chest that she hadn’t thought too much past what came after the first revealing statement. She usually planned and was structured, but right now that’s all she had to go on.
He looked at her with a stern glare that had her insides wobbling, teetering on fear and arousal
“I don’t need a child with legal benefits, Abby. I like that you’re strong, independent, capable of surviving, but in this I have to have the final say. I need doors open so I can hear you if something happens. Make no mistake about it, he will find us here and an already closed door could be the death of you.”
That made sense; it really did. But it was something else in his words that had fear pulsing down her spine. “How do you know he’ll find me here?”
“Because once upon a time I was him—the man who found the impossible and went in hot, came out clean. By clean I mean a completed mission.” He leaned his forearms on to the table and clasped his hands together. “This is a mission for him, personally and professionally. He won’t stop until he completes it. I won’t stop until he’s dead, but I can’t focus if you don’t follow the rules”
She nibbled on the corner of her bottom lip before nodding. When he put it that way she understood him and his actions more.
“And stop doing that,” he pointed at her mouth. “Because I don’t have condoms and that there is tempting me to strip you and come inside you gloved or not.”
“Oh.” While the thought of him doing just that was intriguing she didn’t want babies and men without condoms
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