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“It doesn’t need to be,” Razor responded. “If anyone rubs you wrong, don’t ever hesitate to say something, Monk. It’s what keeps us alive.”
“Roger that.”
“Let’s get through this op, and in the meantime, I’ll run some more background on her.”
“LOOK AT THIS,” Monk said to Razor, pointing at the screen. “They’re moving the arms.” He indicated another monitor. “And look where our friend Abdul is.”
“Ghafor is back in Columbia?”
“Affirmative.”
When Razor left, Monk made sure the monitors were recording properly and went upstairs. He hadn’t slept in forty-eight hours. He hadn’t spent time with Saylor; he barely knew what day it was. As much as he wanted to crawl into bed with her, he knew he needed sleep more.
21
“Hey,” said Saylor when she saw Monk coming up the stairs. She walked over and put her arms around his waist. “You have to take a break, Monk.”
“I know I do.”
“Have you slept at all?”
“Negative.”
“Wait here. Don’t go anywhere.” The man was dead on his feet. Where would he go?
Saylor found her mom next door, talking to Gunner’s mother. “Can you keep your eye on the girls for a little bit?”
“Of course,” answered her mother, standing. “Where are they?”
“Next door.”
“I’ll walk back with you and bring them over here.”
Saylor kissed her mother’s cheek. “Monk needs some rest. I’m going to let him sleep in your room.”
“That’s fine, sweetheart.”
Saylor thanked her mother again and then rushed back over to make sure Monk was still waiting for her. He was, thankfully.
“Come with me,” she said, taking his hand and leading him over to the stairs. She held his hand as they walked down the hallway. She opened the door to the bedroom.
“Go lie down, Monk,” she said while she closed the blinds. By the time she lay next to him, he was sound asleep.
Saylor wrapped her body around him anyway. All that mattered was feeling him next to her. The last couple of days had been so hard. She knew whatever K19 was in the middle of, was something serious enough that it drew everyone here, and yet they rarely saw any of the team members. Razor came up more than anyone else, but it was his house. Every time he did, he immediately went to find Ava and Sam. As much as Saylor wanted to ask him about Monk, she didn’t. She knew better.
SHE MUST’VE DRIFTED OFF, but woke when she felt Monk stir beside her.
“I need to get back,” he muttered.
Saylor looked at her watch. “You haven’t even slept four hours, Monk.”
“I’m sorry, Saylor.” He brought his lips to hers.
“You don’t have to say you’re sorry to me. I’m just worried about you.”
He kissed her again and brought both of his hands to her breasts. “I want you so bad I can’t stand it.”
Saylor pushed him back on the bed, unfastened his belt, and unzipped his pants. Before he could protest, she kissed him.
