Page 26 of The FBI Agents Who Stole Me

“Right. Julian.” She tucks the gun into her enormous shoulder bag. “I thought you might be following me. Also, everyone calls me Lee.”

“I was following you,” I admit. “And I’m not everyone. I was hoping you might let me take you to dinner sometime.”

I clear my throat, waiting for her answer.

“Oh.”

The corner of her mouth curves upward.

“So you were tailing me from my office just to ask me out?”

Heat starts creeping up the back of my neck. I think my internet research gave me false confidence in my stalking abilities. I’ll have to practice. All I can do is shrug.

“Okay,” she says.

The grin she gives me has me feeling like I just won gold in the Olympics.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Dinner sounds lovely.” She adjusts the strap of her bag. “And I won’t bring this next time.” She pats the purse meaningfully.

She turns to leave then glances back over her shoulder.

“Even though you were awful at trailing me, I have complete faith you can sleuth around enough to find my number.”

I laugh.

“I’ll talk to you soon, Ettie.”

“No one’s ever called me that.” Her grin widens, bright and stunning. “I don’t hate it. I’ll be waiting for that call. This was the best meet-cute I’ve ever had.”

She waves at me over her head and goes inside the coffee shop.

I grinned the whole way home.

I wanted to make her mine. And I did. Until she wasn’t anymore.

My fists bounce off the bag with each swing. If I can hit it hard enough, I might be able to drive out the memory of her falling in love with him.

CHAPTER 7

Elliot

4 MONTHS AGO

She’s going to wake up and say this was a mistake. It was. Fucking huge on my part. She’s under investigation. The feds are saying she’s a terrorist.

I just fucked a terrorist at a bar. Brought her to my place and fucked her twice more.

She’s lying next to me, her breaths coming in short puffs. I should feel guilty, right? I don’t. And I’m definitely going to fuck her again.

With that settled, I pull the sheet down and crawl between her legs.

Already shiny. She’s covered in our combined cum, and fuck it’s hot. My thumb rubs along her clit with featherlight touches. She doesn’t move, so I do it again, sinking further into her slit.

Lee gushes. She’s still needy after everything. Even in her sleep she’s creaming for me.

I slip my middle finger inside her and pause when her leg twitches.