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“Fuck,” he said.
“Dirty mouth,” Tamilya said from behind him.
“Easy for you to say. My body is shielding the sun.”
She giggled. It was so light-hearted that his entire body reacted. Heart, soul, and of course, his cock. Where Tamilya was concerned, he would always react that way. Hell, he worried that she might just raise him from the dead if she attended his funeral.
He turned back over to face her. She was laying on her back, her eyes closed, and a small smile playing about her mouth.
“How did you sleep?” he asked.
She shrugged. “Okay considering. My mind took a while to calm down.”
He nodded, watching her for a long moment, then he realized she couldn’t see his nod with her eyes closed.
“Yeah, me too.”
Her eyes flickered open and she glanced him. He wanted this. Not in the TFH headquarters, but he wanted her by his side, waking up every day. She had a dark green scarf on her head and her eyes were heavy with sleep. The tank top she was wearing molded to her breasts, and he knew from his brief view last night, she wasn’t wearing a bra. He wanted to slip his hands down her body and beneath the waistband of her shorts to see if she was wearing any panties.
He tried his best to push that thought away, but with his early morning erection wanting attention, it wasn’t easy. Neither of them had had much sleep last night or the night before. They were both going to feel it today.
“What?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know if any woman could look this stunning after the last few days.”
She rolled her eyes. He hated that she didn’t believe him. It was one of the things during their short relationship that had irritated him. He was starting to understand it now. Tamilya wanted to be accepted for her intelligence and work.
“You are, but you could have a bag over your head, and I would still think that. Mainly because the whole package is what draws me in.”
“Yeah, I’ve always known you were a boob and butt man.”
He chuckled at her terms. Tamilya would never say tits and ass.
“Nope, that’s not it.” She let one sculpted eyebrow rise up. “Oh, I do like your body, but you know what always got me hot? Your mind.”
She rolled her eyes again.
“No. Really. The first time I saw you was at a briefing. You didn’t have to use your notes. It was all up here,” he said touching her forehead. “That mind is a dangerous thing.”
She looked like she wanted to believe him, but Marcus could tell she wasn’t convinced.
“I could get a lot of women.”
“Well, I’m glad you can brag about that.”
The sarcasm and jealousy he heard then tugged a smile out of him.
“You know what a uniform does to women.” There were always women who hung out at cop bars trying to hook up. “But there I was in a briefing room, FBI, Capital Police, and a bunch of Homeland Security assholes, and I got hard.”
“What?”
“Serious as a heart attack. You got up there and that one dweeb Anderson from Homeland kept trying to mess with you, and you shot him down over and over. It was a thing of beauty,” he said, not able to keep the admiration out of his voice. She’d been outnumbered by the attendees by sex and skin color and she didn’t give a damn. She destroyed every argument Anderson had tried to throw at her. “I knew by the end of the presentation I had to have you.”
And he had. He had approached her afterward, said he wanted to pick her mind about something, and they had ended up in bed less than two hours later. He was getting so damned hard thinking about it right now. Not just her sex. Her brain was one of her most alluring attributes.
He cupped her face.
“You’re the whole package, Tamilya.”
