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“Let’s go pack my stuff.”
    Luke stuck by her side as she gathered clothes and personal items. She had enough acting skills to pretend to be nonchalant, but his presence unnerved her. She’d never had a target in her home before. She was always prepared for it though. On every undercover assignment, she mailed a box of personal things to her temporary address, and this time, she’d sent extra clothes as well. But still, the place looked sparse even after living there for months.
    Luke eventually commented on it. “You’re the most clutter-free woman I’ve ever known.”
    “I’ve heard that before.” Dallas zipped her over-packed suitcase. “There are advantages to non-materialism.”
    “I agree. Better mobility, for example.”
    “And no dusting.” She grinned and set the suitcase on the floor. “Would you load this for me?” She needed him out of the space long enough to retrieve her other phones.
    “What else are you bringing? We can take it all down together.”
    He didn’t want to let her out of his sight! Had Aaron’s mention of a federal spy triggered some paranoia? “Not much. Just my laptop and a small bag of stuff in the bathroom.” Dallas stepped toward him, close enough to touch, but without making contact. “I can get the rest of my things when I come back for my car in a week or so, right?”
    “Yes.” He leaned in. “We’re alone here, right next to this bed. We should make the most of it.” Luke caressed her ear, a surprisingly sexy gesture.
    “That’s really tempting, but I’m not a home wrecker.” Abby wasn’t really her concern. She just wanted to get Luke out of her apartment ASAP. Her case phone was in a safe under the bed, and if it started ringing … No, it was on silent, as always. Wasn’t it?
    “Abby and I aren’t married.” Luke pressed his lips against her cheek. “We’re not even serious, just friends with benefits.”
    “She would be upset if we hooked up, and she would likely take it out on me.”
    Luke pressed his mouth into hers. The heat was overwhelming, and Dallas almost changed her mind. She hadn’t had sex since she visited Cameron three weeks ago. And if not for Cameron, she would’ve indulged in a few stranger romps by now. Being faithful was new to her, and she didn’t know how she felt about it yet.
    Luke reached behind her to unhook her bra. Dallas broke off the kiss long enough to say, “Abby will know, and it could ruin things for the mission.”
    He stopped and groaned. “You’re right. I have to break it off with her first. Then give her some time.”
    “It’s the right thing to do.” Dallas pulled away. “Why don’t you put the refrigerator food into a sack to take with us, and I’ll grab a few more things. Then we’ll be out of here.”
    He grabbed her hands. “I like you even more now for respecting Abby. We’ll be together soon.”
    “It’ll be worth waiting for.” If she could hold out. Dallas grabbed her laptop and stuffed it into her shoulder bag, fingers itching to send Drager an email. But she had to be careful. Aaron had said he would monitor her communication, but she didn’t know how or what distance away was secure.
    As soon as Luke was out of the room, she dropped to her knees and reached under the bed for her small safe.
    “What are you doing?” He called from the doorway.
    “Looking for my favorite shirt.” Dallas sprang back up. “I thought I left it on the floor.” Fuck the case phone. She probably wouldn’t be able to use it anyway. Luke and Aaron were both a bit paranoid, and she would be lucky to send any communication at all from the farmhouse. She would ask to stop on the way back, then call Agent Drager on her Tara phone from a bathroom.
    Luke gave a small smile. “I thought maybe you were getting out a gun. We don’t allow them in the house.”
    “Good policy.” She hated leaving her Kel-Tec too, but the assignment called for it.
    A few minutes later, Dallas locked up the apartment,