Page 63 of Zirkov


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Maggie bit her lower lip. “You should see the expression on your face.”

“It would help to know if you’re serious.”

“You really think I’d castrate a guy?”

Thick eyebrows pursed. “I’m unsure.”

She thought about it and then shrugged. “If I’m running while shooting, or exceedingly pissed off, I guess anything could happen.”

“You’re a very unusual female. I don’t know why your people make insulting comments about blondes.”

“Ah, you’ve been reading old literature again. We need to find you some newer books, so you can see it’s not only blondes that human males paint as dimwits, but all women.”

“Is this sarcasm?”

“Call it frustration. I’ve been wondering why the DAA has to make an example of me. I’m the only female field agent in L.A.”

“You’re also the only agent working with my unit. This may be an attack on GI7 more than you. None of the DAA’s other cases have been affected by…” He halted himself from finishing the thought.

“From my betrayal?” She’d always been able to count on him telling her the facts of a situation, without sugar-coating them. Something had changed between them.

You’re a fucking mole, that’s what changed.

“You were not responsible for your actions, Magdalena.”

“Back to calling me Magdalena. That means things have turned serious.”

“They’ve been serious all along.”

“Maybe I’m not the only one who needs to loosen up.”

“I admit, I’m distracted.”

She glanced over her shoulder. Now that the kids had left the park, she rose and straddled Zirkov’s massive legs. In this position, wicked thoughts filled her mind. She only intended to tease him. Now, she had the urge to grab hold of his horns and ride him.

His hands hovered at her sides as if he was afraid to touch her.

“Am I distracting you?”

“Maggie…” The warning in his voice spurred her on. Just once, she wanted to see him lose control.

She stroked a horn. Zirkov’s face twisted as he struggled to maintain his composure. When her fingertips glided over the bumps at the base of his horn, a groan escaped him, making her insides sizzle with sheer ecstasy.

He might be able to restrain himself, but could she?

Maggie lifted off him. “You’re not the only one who ignored warning signs.”

He scrubbed his face but didn’t rise from the bench.

Her eyes fell to his crotch, and the bulge there. “Shall I finish what I started?”

“Are you trying to torture me?”

She wanted him to lash out at her and tell her why she was wrong… anything to make the world return to normal. He’d always been distant around her, but something had changed between them, and she needed to understand it. Allowing him to withdraw behind a mask of indifference would drag her back into that pit of despair she’d escaped years ago.

She needed this male.

“Whether I was a witting participant in the information leaks or not doesn’t matter. You’ll never see me as anything but the mole, and you’ll never trust me again.”

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