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THE MORNING AFTER
Afist pounding on my door wakes me too early the next morning. Well, itfeelstoo early, but glancing at the clock, I notice it’s already late morning.
“What?” I bark at the offending sound.
“Training!” Kurtis yells through the door. “Meet us downstairs in five. No need to change,gangsta.”
Kurtis didn’t see my shirt, so is Dante abreak in and tellkind of guy?
I shout, “Tell Dante to go to hell.”
“Hey!” Dante retorts defensively. “How do you know I said something?”
“You are the one who broke into my room!”
“What makes you think I was theonlyone in there?” he asks, and I hear muffled chuckles.
I’m about to respond, but then I remember they are getting off on pushing my buttons again, so I shut my mouth. Kurtis mutters something, and they both walk away, heading down the hall.
Since they haven’t allotted any time for me to shower, I slip on my jeans and a different printed tee.
Dante, Kurtis, and Evan are waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs.
Evan snickers at my shirt, which reads, “Love and Light, Bitches.”
“Nice.” Evan nods.
“Felt appropriate.”
“The rainbow sparkles are a nice touch,” Dante adds. His smirk both irritates me and makes my face heat, remembering his naked body pressed against me.
“You ready?” Evan asks.
“Probably not,” I groan.
As we move toward the back of the building, I hear laughter before the front door slams shut. “Are there other people here?”
“We aren’t the only ones who work for Karma,” Kurtis answers with a frown.
Evan elaborates, “There is another team and a couple of solo operators.”
“How many agents?”
“Currently, there are nine of us, including you.”
“Enough about them,” Dante grumbles, showing an irritable side I hadn’t seen yet.
Is he jealous, or perhaps he doesn’t like someone on the other team?
“Yes, true. We need to give you the orientation.” Evan continues to lead us toward the back of the building, which opens up to a huge, modern kitchen. The far wall has floor-to-ceiling glass doors, which lead to the back half of the estate where there is a rock waterfall flowing into a stone-tiled pool, an ornate gazebo, as well as lounge chairs and a huge outdoor BBQ station with a wood-fired pizza oven. Well, aren’t they fancy?
Evan draws my attention back inside. “This is our community kitchen. You are free to eat whatever you find. If you need something special, then you will have to let one of the housekeepers know.”
“You have housekeepers?” I raise my eyebrows.
“We can’t do our jobs and waste time with cleaning the house and cooking,” Evan explains.
“So how many hours do you spend on the job?”
