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The smile left his face, and he looked toward the opposite side of the plane.

“Did I say something wrong?”

“Not at all. I feared I’d ruined things between us both personally and professionally.”

I couldn’t let him take the blame. “We were both there, Magnet. I kissed you as much as you kissed me. I’m the one who told you to let go, to stop holding back. How can you sayyouruined anything?”

“I’d like to make a suggestion.”

“Of course.”

“How about we leave blame and shame behind? Instead, we celebrate that this afternoon was a beautiful, amazing, intimate moment between us.”

“That’s how you see it?”

“Absolutely, and I hope someday you can see it that way too.”

“I do.”

He raised a brow, and his smile returned. When he rested his head against his seat and closed his eyes, I knew he was remembering our kiss, the crush of our bodies, and the pleasure we’d both experienced, just like I was.

17

MAGNET

Schön and I had addressed several important topics, but there was one more we’d have to discuss eventually. Two, actually, and the first, I needed to address now.

“I’ll use a disguise on this op, but it will be different than the one I wore on Gozo. I might need your assistance with it.”

“I’m happy to help. What is it?”

“I’ll be shaving my hair, my beard, and wearing contacts.” I pulled out the photos Verity had given me. One was of Rogue; the other was of our faces superimposed.

“Verity intends for you to look like him. Maybe not identical, but close enough that only someone who knew you would see the difference.”

“I’m taller. He’s bulkier.”

“He has a receding hairline. You don’t.”

I smiled. “Is this something you’d feel comfortable helping with? I can handle the beard.”

“I can help with both, Magnet.”

“How do you take your coffee, Ms. Baur?” Jane asked when she delivered mine.

“She takes it black,” I answered for her so she knew I remembered. “And, Jane, we’ll be in the back.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Come with me,” I said to Schön, going ahead of her. When I opened the door, she gasped at the sight before us. “I know,” I said. “It’s one of the reasons I love this plane.”

The entire aft was a bedroom, complete with a table, two chairs, and a bathroom.

“I thought it would be better to do the hair trimming in here since it would be impossible out there.”

Yes, that was obvious, but the truth was, I was nervous. Not about cutting my hair or trimming my beard. Both would grow back. Instead, I was worried about doing something to upset Schön again.

Everything I’d said to her was the God’s honest truth, and while she seemed to have accepted it, I still felt as though I was walking on eggshells.

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