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tongue. “Shower soon?”

“Mmm, in a minute,” Blair whispered, licking a warm path down

the underside of Cam’s breast.

“Blair,” Cam warned, her thighs starting to shake.

Blair laughed, pressing the flat of her hand to the center of Cam’s

belly, making slow, tight circles, knowing the motion would work Cam

up even faster.

“You looked beautiful,” Cam whispered, “standing over there in

the sunlight.”

Blair stilled, then raised her head, her blue eyes dark and

questioning. “You always catch me off guard, Cam. You mean that,

don’t you.”

“Every time I see you, I fall in love again.”

“I believe you when you say those things. You make my heart

melt.”Cam framed Blair’s face and kissed her softly. Her body demanded

Blair’s hands, Blair’s mouth, Blair’s fingers, but her heart wanted

nothing more than to hold Blair close with her last breath. “I love you.

You’re all I want.”

“Cam.” Blair’s fingers trembled against Cam’s skin. “I never

thought I’d have this. You undo me.”

The tears shimmering on Blair’s lashes were Cam’s undoing. She

only wanted her love to make Blair smile. “Don’t worry—I’ll never

tell.”Laughing, the hint of vulnerability erased by joy, Blair closed her

eyes and rested her cheek against Cam’s shoulder. “Good. I’d hate for

my badass reputation to suffer.”

Cam skimmed her hand under Blair’s T-shirt and stroked her back.

“Want to take that shower with me?”

Blair fingers skated lower, brushing softly between Cam’s thighs.

“Want me to finish what I started?”

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“Oh yeah. Several times.”

Laughing, Blair took Cam’s hand and dragged her down the hall.

“I’ll see what I can do.”

v

“Five Guys?” Wes said when Evyn stopped in front of the red-

and-white checkered burger joint.

“What? You don’t like burgers? Are you a vegetarian?”

“No.” Wes shook her head. “I think my coronaries can take it. A

burger would be great.”

“Well, these are great burgers.” Evyn reached for the door but Wes

was there first, pushing it open and waiting for her to pass. “You know

that’s very retro, right?”

“What?” Wes let the door close behind them and followed Evyn

to the counter.

“Holding the door for a woman.”

“Does it bother you?”

“Do you always do it?”

“If I don’t have to knock someone down to get there first.”

Evyn laughed. “Chivalry just comes naturally to you?”

“I don’t know. Is that what you call it?”

Evyn almost said I call it sexy, but caught herself just in time.

Wes really didn’t know her actions were both charming and unusual,

and that made what might have been annoying in someone else just

plain attractive. “I guess you take the officer-and-a-gentleman thing

seriously.”

“I do.”

“So you don’t just rely on the uniform to turn heads?”

“Never did, really,” Wes answered easily. The glint in Evyn’s

eyes made it hard to resist her good-natured teasing. “I’m not the head-

turning type.”

“Come again?” Evyn stared. Did the woman really not know how

hot she was?

“What?”

“Never mind.” Evyn took a mental step back. Fifteen minutes

alone with Wes and they were already dancing around personal issues

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again. Maybe even flirting. Without her even realizing it. Without

meaning to. Wes slid right through her usual barriers, and she couldn’t

have that. Especially not here, on the job, and especially not with Wes.

“We don’t have much time, so if you know what you want…”

“I’m good to order,” Wes said, visibly drawing back.

Evyn supposed she’d been rude, but better that than familiar. So

what if the cool curtain that fell between them chilled her more than the

miserable weather outside.

They ordered, grabbed a table by the window, and waited for their

number to be called. She started to rise when the server called their

order, but Wes got to her feet.

“I’ll get it. Ketchup on your fries?”

“What else?”

“Vinegar,” Wes said.

“Blasphemy.”

“You should try it.”

Evyn leaned back in her chair and stared up at Wes, who stood

looking down, amusement dancing in her eyes. Every single thing

about her was attractive—the sharp profile, the long tight body, the

devastating mouth. And she was close enough to being on the job to

know what it meant to have no life to speak of—a schedule that changed

at a moment’s notice, travel plans she couldn’t share, colleagues who

knew her better than family. Or maybe who were her family. Wes

Masters might just be the most interesting woman she’d ever met, and

that was a big, big problem. She’d had a very brief and very ill-advised

affair with another agent right after she’d been assigned to DC. They’d

split up when her ex’s ex returned from an assignment overseas and

wasn’t so ex any longer. Unfortunately, Evyn kept running into said ex

on the job. That was painful at first and then just embarrassing. Then

and there she’d decided to keep life simple—a total separation of work

and play. Wes was upsetting her game plan. Add to that the whole

breach in security issue, and the inadvisable became the impossible.