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window that looked out onto the back. She peeked out and spotted Dylan driving her Jeep into the garage. That act struck her as kind and gentlemanly—completely incongruent with his attitude toward her.
    Shaking her head at the man’s oddities, she continued her exploration. The living room had a large rock fireplace, with a luscious-looking, colorful rug in front of it. If she were here for pleasure, she’d love to lie in front of a blazing fire and sip hot chocolate.
    The furniture was sturdy, with two oversized leather sofas and several comfy-looking recliners. The high ceiling, with exposed beams, made the entire area seem huge but still cozy.
    Knowing Dylan might come back anytime, she hurriedly peeked into his bedroom, unsurprised to see his bed neatly made and minimal evidence that the room was even occupied.
    She closed the door and turned to her bedroom, across the hallway. A hot shower after getting so sweaty would be heavenly. Closing her door, Jamie stripped and headed to the bathroom. Her cellphone buzzed just as she passed the nightstand where she’d placed it and the charger.
    She grabbed the phone, knowing that it could be only one person: her sister. “Hey.”
    “Hey, yourself. Are you there yet?”
    Jamie sat on the edge of the bed, grateful for the good heating and insulation in the room. “Yes, got here a couple of hours ago. I’ve already been on a short tour outside and had a physical.”
    McKenna made a sound between a snort and a snicker. “Dylan gave you a physical?”
    “Just my pulse and blood pressure. Nothing invasive. He said everyone had to go through something similar.”
    “Is that right?” McKenna’s amusement was obvious.
    “You didn’t?”
    “Well, no, but to be fair, I was already trained and working ops for LCR before Noah officially hired me.”
    That seemed like a reasonable and simple explanation. However, with Dylan, nothing was ever simple.
    “Is he always so irritating and confrontational?” Jamie asked.
    “Actually, no, he’s one of the more easygoing of us. The confrontational part comes with the territory, though.”
    So he was just being irritable for her sake, trying to get her to quit. Well, that wasn’t going to work. Dylan Savage was about to find out just how tough Jamie Kendrick could be. And she’d learn to deal with the confrontational part.
    “Any news on your front?” Even before she’d started training, she knew that LCR had begun working several angles to get to Reddington.
    “No more than we had before. By the time you’re trained, I’m sure we’ll have more.”
    The stomping of feet at the front door told Jamie that Dylan had returned from his chores. Figuring he’d have a new assignment for her, she hurried to say goodbye. “I hear Dragon Man coming back in. Gotta go.”
    “Okay, well, don’t kill each other the first day.”
    “I can promise that; maiming is another thing altogether.”
    Jamie closed the phone on her sister’s laughter. The knock on the door shouldn’t have startled her. “Yes?”
    “You ready to go over your training agenda?”
    Suddenly remembering she had meant to take a shower and was still nude, she eyed the doorknob nervously. “Do I have time for a shower?”
    “If you shower every time you get sweaty, you’re going to be showering every few hours. Put on some dry clothes and let’s get started.”
    Resisting the urge to stick her tongue out at the closed door, Jamie grabbed another pair of sweats and some underwear. The fact that what he said made sense didn’t help. She wasn’t here to smell fresh and clean as a daisy; she was here to work. Besides, Dylan was so damn blunt, if her odor offended him, she was sure he’d let her know.
    Halfway dressed, she swallowed a small yelp when he pounded on the door again. “You about ready?”
    Muttering obscenities, she pulled the sweatshirt over her head, finger-combed her hair, and pulled it up into a ponytail. Grimacing at the unattractive, frazzled