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rented. He didn’t think Kate would feel the same. It would be her last night with a solid roof and indoor plumbing for some time. Connor wasn’t planning to return to the city until he found Aiden. If that meant hiking through every inch of the jungle, then fine. His life had slid into a lull anyway. He could use the challenge, and with the stakes high, it was worth every moment spent.
They went to bed early. Kate appeared tired and he wanted them at the top of their game before venturing into the jungle. As uncomfortable as sleep might be in this room, it might be more challenging in the jungle. When he’d trained to be a Sphere agent, he’d often slept in temperature extremes on hard surfaces, hungry and thirsty. Only physical exhaustion had dropped him to sleep. He expected rough conditions in the jungle. Would Kate handle it? She’d have taken the mandatory Sphere training, but the real experience was more intense.
From the moment she’d shown up at his door, he’d been sizing her up—smart and capable. Connor had never met a woman with a smoking-hot body who didn’t use it to her benefit. Kate was the first. He was almost anticipating the day that she would.
“I don’t know if I can sleep here. I hear things scurrying on the floor,” Kate said.
They had both dismissed the idea of sleeping on the stained mattress. Connor adjusted his posture, looking for a comfortable sleeping position. “Try not to think about that. Think about the roof over your head, the non-muddy floor beneath you and that we don’t have to worry about nocturnal predators hunting us. At least, none of the four-legged variety.” The sound of people entering and leaving the twenty-four-hour liquor store echoed through the room. Every time the door slammed shut, it rattled the window in their room. Those things didn’t bother him. What did bother him was the hot blonde sleeping close enough to touch and knowing he couldn’t and shouldn’t touch her.
Kate was lying on the plastic tarp he’d given her. “Are you sure your legs have enough room?”
They’d arranged themselves on the floor, head to head, forming an L shape around the bed. They couldn’t shut out the light from the single window in the room. Kate had one of his shirts rolled under her head. Her eyes were closed and Connor watched her.
She was a gorgeous woman. Intelligent, too. Why would she want to work for a place like Sphere? The pay was great, but plenty of private contractors would love to have a woman like Kate on their team and pay well for the privilege. Sphere had too many hidden agendas and made too many politically motivated decisions. He had wanted to work for them before he’d known they were always working an angle, and that angle was always to their benefit. Their employees were expendable, as was evidenced by his brother.
Connor’s legs were only slightly bent. “It’s best to sleep with my legs braced against the door. If anyone tries to open it, they’ll wake me.” Connor intended the display in the bar to set the tone for their stay in Rosario and leave no question as to Connor’s commitment to protect Kate. Anyone who entered this room was making a grave error and would be treated as roughly as the gang member had, possibly more so since Connor hated to be woken.
“Too bad about the mattress,” she said, sleep heavy in her words. When she was tired, her voice took on a throatier quality he found sexy.
“I prefer the ground. If I never get too comfortable, I start to forget what a warm, soft bed feels like.” Luxuries spoiled him. He roughed it when possible. Sleeping next to a woman was a luxury he hadn’t indulged in in years. A warm, soft bed with silky sheets and inviting blankets sprang to mind. Kate appeared in his imaginary bed wearing one of his blue T-shirts and beckoning to him, her long legs curled under her and the scent of vanilla invading his senses. Connor stamped out the image.
“I prefer to sleep where things
They went to bed early. Kate appeared tired and he wanted them at the top of their game before venturing into the jungle. As uncomfortable as sleep might be in this room, it might be more challenging in the jungle. When he’d trained to be a Sphere agent, he’d often slept in temperature extremes on hard surfaces, hungry and thirsty. Only physical exhaustion had dropped him to sleep. He expected rough conditions in the jungle. Would Kate handle it? She’d have taken the mandatory Sphere training, but the real experience was more intense.
From the moment she’d shown up at his door, he’d been sizing her up—smart and capable. Connor had never met a woman with a smoking-hot body who didn’t use it to her benefit. Kate was the first. He was almost anticipating the day that she would.
“I don’t know if I can sleep here. I hear things scurrying on the floor,” Kate said.
They had both dismissed the idea of sleeping on the stained mattress. Connor adjusted his posture, looking for a comfortable sleeping position. “Try not to think about that. Think about the roof over your head, the non-muddy floor beneath you and that we don’t have to worry about nocturnal predators hunting us. At least, none of the four-legged variety.” The sound of people entering and leaving the twenty-four-hour liquor store echoed through the room. Every time the door slammed shut, it rattled the window in their room. Those things didn’t bother him. What did bother him was the hot blonde sleeping close enough to touch and knowing he couldn’t and shouldn’t touch her.
Kate was lying on the plastic tarp he’d given her. “Are you sure your legs have enough room?”
They’d arranged themselves on the floor, head to head, forming an L shape around the bed. They couldn’t shut out the light from the single window in the room. Kate had one of his shirts rolled under her head. Her eyes were closed and Connor watched her.
She was a gorgeous woman. Intelligent, too. Why would she want to work for a place like Sphere? The pay was great, but plenty of private contractors would love to have a woman like Kate on their team and pay well for the privilege. Sphere had too many hidden agendas and made too many politically motivated decisions. He had wanted to work for them before he’d known they were always working an angle, and that angle was always to their benefit. Their employees were expendable, as was evidenced by his brother.
Connor’s legs were only slightly bent. “It’s best to sleep with my legs braced against the door. If anyone tries to open it, they’ll wake me.” Connor intended the display in the bar to set the tone for their stay in Rosario and leave no question as to Connor’s commitment to protect Kate. Anyone who entered this room was making a grave error and would be treated as roughly as the gang member had, possibly more so since Connor hated to be woken.
“Too bad about the mattress,” she said, sleep heavy in her words. When she was tired, her voice took on a throatier quality he found sexy.
“I prefer the ground. If I never get too comfortable, I start to forget what a warm, soft bed feels like.” Luxuries spoiled him. He roughed it when possible. Sleeping next to a woman was a luxury he hadn’t indulged in in years. A warm, soft bed with silky sheets and inviting blankets sprang to mind. Kate appeared in his imaginary bed wearing one of his blue T-shirts and beckoning to him, her long legs curled under her and the scent of vanilla invading his senses. Connor stamped out the image.
“I prefer to sleep where things
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