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“Yes.”
“Is Boris coming in tonight?”
“Why you want to know?” he asked suspiciously.
“My phone was turned in at my gym. I downloaded the video onto a flash drive. I want to personally put it into Boris’s hand.”
“Give me drive and I give to him.”
“My hand to his. Not negotiable, Andre.”
“It no work that way.”
She hung up again.
Fly
Her phone rang again.
“Andre, stop calling me.” She hung up.
“Isadora, please” Maddox pleaded. “You’re killing me.”
The phone rang again.
She answered and before she could say a word, Andre said, “Okay, yes, Boris coming!”
“Aww, thank you. You know, for a grumpy giant you have your moments. I want to meet Boris at eight. At the club is fine. I’m not due to hit the floor until nine.”
“Where is boyfriend?”
“He’s not my boyfriend. Even though he acts like it. Do you know what he did to me last night? He put his hands on me when I told him to disappear. I have a few bruises, but I can hide them with makeup. I want your promise that if he shows up tonight, you’ll handle him.”
“I vill be ready this time.”
“I hope so, Andre, because you folded like an accordion last night.” Pink hung up and set the phone on the table, smiling.
“How was that?”
Maddox stopped pacing and Justin wiped the perspiration from his brow. “You gave me a dozen gray hairs over that, Miss Fuentes.” He gri
Fly
Hours later, after Justin and Maddox had left, Izzy luxuriated in the spa-sized tub. It had taken forever to fill, but settling back into the silky smoothness of the bubbles was worth the wait. She and Fly
His loss. Frankly, she didn’t want a man like him in her life.
Life since she’d met Fly
“What’s going through that complicated head of yours?” Fly
Looking up she smiled. He was soaking wet, clad only in his gym shorts and te
“I don’t think I’m going to go to law school.”
He tossed the tape into the trashcan and came over to the tub and sat on the edge. “Why not?”
“I never really wanted to be a lawyer. I’ve secretly always wanted to do something more artsy. Hence my art and legal studies double major.”
“Then do it. Do whatever makes you happy, baby. “
“Hmm, what if that art was interpretative dance?”
He shrugged and stripped off his shorts. “Go for it. I could watch you dance for hours.” She couldn’t help the slow burn that flared between her thighs when his fine ass flexed.
“Naked interpretive dance.”
He turned so fast, Izzy cracked up.
He stepped into the big tub. “The only naked dancing you’ll do is for me. In private.” He pulled her into his arms and smeared his sweaty forehead across hers.
“I’m serious!” she cried as he slid his nose along her throat and nibbled her skin.
“Fine, I’ll quit my job and dance naked with you.”
“Oh, now there’s an idea.”
Settling into his arms, Izzy looked up at him and smiled. “If you couldn’t be an FBI agent, what would you do?”
Exhaling, he lay back against the tub. “I never thought about it. I love what I do.”
“What do you like the most?”
“The rush of the hunt. The final stand against the bad guy. The victory.”
“The infatuation of peril. Great, my boyfriend is an adrenaline junkie.”
He laughed. “I love pushing it, Isa.” He kissed her shoulder, then lifted her up and turned her around so that she faced him. “I love your body more.”
Keeping his straining lips from her eager nipple, Izzy held him at bay. “What happens when I’m no longer a challenge to you?”
He blinked like she had just asked him to cut his head off. “You? Never be a challenge to me?” He smiled slowly. “I highly doubt that day will ever come to pass, but if it did?” He slid his fingers along her collarbone. “I’d have to cut you loose.”
She smacked him and he burst out laughing, hugging her to him. “Isa, there are going to be days in our future where we very well may want to kill each other.” He brushed his lips across hers. “But I’m not letting you get away from me, even if you want to run. We’ll figure things out as we go. And we’re going to have fun doing it.”
Stilling at his words and the sincerity of his tone, Izzy searched his dark blue eyes for any hint of a lie. All she found was determination, and—her heart melted— love.
“What happens if you get fired because of me?”
He kissed her forehead and sat back. “I’m not going to get fired. Reassigned to a boring desk job in Anchorage, perhaps, but fired, no. I’m too valuable to fire. “
“Anchorage?”
“Yup, we’ve got a field office up there.”
“Aren’t there polar bears in Alaska?”
“Yup.”
She shivered. “How long would we be there?”
He gri
Izzy slid her aroused breasts along his slick chest. “Hmm, then I guess we should start practicing our generating-body-heat methods now.”
Fly
“Good God, Fly
Cupping the back of her head with his hand, he brought her lips to his and said, “I will never not love sliding balls-deep into you.”
Chapter Thirty-eight
At seven o’clock sharp, they pulled up in front of the MacArthur BART station in Fly
“You ready?” Fly
Izzy nodded. She didn’t tell him she was so nervous she could barely swallow or that she was terrified of going into the club without him beside her. It would only upset him and knowing Fly
The drive was tucked securely in her bra and the belly button ring Maddox had given her to switch out with the little crystal one she wore was her “wire.” They would be able to hear everything going on around her. If she ran into trouble? Her code word was vodka.
“It’s undetectable if they sweep you, and because you’re known to wear a belly button ring, this shouldn’t raise suspicion,” Maddox had told her when he gave it to her.
“There are two dozen undercover perso