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right, near the end of the hall.”  Darius took the key and thanked the man.  Once again he placed his hand on the small of her back to guide her.  Rylie thought she could get used to that small gesture.
    As soon as they let themselves into the room, Darius stood still and looked to her for direction.  She pointed to her small bag that contained the EMF bug detector and had to assume that they did.  She also had to assume they had planted listening and video devices, but it was such a high end hotel, it probably would have been difficult.  Still, she always opted on the side of paranoia.  She pulled out the EMF Detector, as well as a small device.
    He touched her shoulder and mouthed.  “Isn’t that a listening device?” he asked.  His hands moved as he asked the question.  She looked at them and grinned. 
    She put down the equipment and quickly signed a response.
    You know sign language?
    She nodded and signed. Yes.
    Explain what you’re doing, he signed.
    I need to make sure the detector is still operable. I do that by having it detect the listening device I brought with me.   She picked up the two pieces of equipment.  They both turned on, and the detector started to flash over the bug.  She set them down and then turned back to Darius.
    Yes, the detector still works.  She signed to him.  She grabbed the wand and did a slow sweep of the suite.
    Dare finally asked out loud, “Well?”
    “We’re good.”
    “How did you learn how to sign?”
    “My sister.”
    “She was deaf?  I didn’t know you had a sister, she wasn’t mentioned in your file.”
    “It’s a long story.  I don’t want to talk about her.”  Rylie’s tone was clipped, and Darius got the message, he changed the subject.
    “I’m glad there is no video, I can finally get out of this monkey suit.”
    She knew exactly what he meant.  She’d already slipped off her high heels, but she wanted out of her nylons ASAP.  Come to think of it, she wanted out of her bra as well.  Rylie wiggled and stretched and then giggled.  It would be good to get out of her bra.  She normally didn’t wear one, and the push-up one she was wearing was uncomfortable as hell. 
    “What are you giggling about?  You live in Oklahoma, I’ve seen pictures of you with your family, and I saw you when you got off that plane earlier today.  You are not the type of girl who wears suits and heels.  You must want to get out of your costume as badly as I want to get out of mine.”
    Costume.  He was exactly right, that’s what this was—a costume.  She did, she sorely did want to get out of her costume, but the problem was she knew her bags would eventually be searched so she hadn’t brought anything that would be out of character.  She brought up her thumbnail to bite it. 
    “Fuck.”
    “What?” Darius asked immediately concerned.
    “I can’t even bite my nails.  I’d probably die of lead poisoning.  I hate these fake red nails. They are sooooo not me.”  She held up her thumb to prove her point. 
    “Here, let me.”  He took her hand, and then brought her thumb up to his mouth, and sucked on it.  Lord, baby Jesus on a four-wheeler.   Her toes curled into the plush rug, and she felt her nipples harden.  His tongue swirled, and he continued on as she stared up into those caramel brown eyes.  Those twinkling eyes.   She yanked her hand away.  The man was far too smooth.
    “Nope, no lead.”
    “How would you know?” she demanded derisively.
    “I’m a medic, I’m trained to test for poison.”
    “You’re an idiot.”  A glimmer of a smile poked through.
    “I see that.”
    “Do not.”
    “Do too.  You are beginning to fall for my masculine wiles.”
    “There is no such thing as masculine wiles.”
    “Ah, you have much to learn, grasshopper.”
    Rylie whirled around and went to grab her suitcase.  Darius’s hand was there.  “Where do you want it?”
    “I’m more than capable of picking up my own suitcase.”
    “I