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“You didn’t feel safe in the bar,” he commented as he put the vehicle in reverse and pulled out of the parking slot. “Do we have a situation?”
Yes, they had a situation. At least she did. Her panties were getting wet. Dear Lord, she hadn’t had this problem in a long time.
“We’re clear.” She lifted her shoulders in a shrug as she looked at his image in the window rather than turning to him. “Perhaps I’m just restless tonight.”
“Perhaps, hmm?” There was a thread of amusement in his voice. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you restless, Night Hawk.”
How she was beginning to hate that code name. She wanted to demand that he use the name she had been given after her “death.” A new name for a new life that wasn’t really a life after all.
She turned to him then, watching him carefully. “Do you ever get restless, Jack?”
She didn’t call him Black Jack. Using the name Jack made it seem more personal to her somehow. It made him seem closer.
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His lips quirked at the name. “I rarely have time to be restless.” There was a hint of the same darkness in his tone that all Elite Ops Agents held. A deep-seated regret, a sense of loss. They had all lost everything dear to them because of something they had been unable to control. A stark reminder that they were human, despite the arrogance that had come to them in their former lives.
For Lillian, she had been so certain that her life was charmed at one time. That she was smart enough, fast enough, lucky enough to survive the life she had led without it ever catching up with her.
How very wrong she had been.
“I get restless.” She let a mocking smile tilt her lips as he glanced at her. “And the night is beautiful, you must admit.”
“I admit this.” He handled the car smoothly as he took a turn through the heavy St. Louis traffic and headed for the river, before he surprised her by saying, “The night isn’t nearly as beautiful as you are tonight, though.”
A surge of sensation shot through her stomach, tightening her womb, then traveling quickly to strike at her too-sensitive clit.
He thought she was beautiful? She stared back at him silently, her mouth dry, wishing she could come up with something flippant and teasing to return with.
“Thank you,” she finally whispered.
She felt like a fish out of water with this man. On unfamiliar ground. Almost innocent. He made her feel like a teenager experiencing her first crush.
His smile, though careful, was slightly warmer now.
“You’ve been stationed in St. Louis for a while, haven’t you?” he finally asked as he turned beneath the old bridge and followed the road that curved down to the scenic waterway.
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“Occasionally.” She reminded herself bitterly of the rules. She wasn’t to give him personal information. She wasn’t to get personal. This was part of her assignment, to relay the information she had found to her contact.
The unit Lillian worked within specialized in gathering information for the other units. In gathering certain intel she had come upon a plot that she knew was directly related to another operation Black Jack’s unit was involved in.
That information was sensitive enough, imperative enough that she hadn’t been required to go through regular channels to call this meeting. For that, she was extremely happy. It meant she wouldn’t be debriefed nearly as intently over this meeting. It would be a part of her report, nothing more.
They were silent then as he slowed the car and pulled into the paved parking area overlooking the edge of the water. A casino riverboat was passing by, drifting slowly as its paddle churned the water and the patrons laughed gaily from the decks.
How innocent they all looked, she thought. She hadn’t realized how jaded she had become over the years.
Putting the car in park, Jack cut the motor before turning to her. She could feel his stare, the way his gaze raked over her, causing a wave of heat to flash through her body.
“You called the meet,” he finally stated. “What’s the problem?”
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