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He opened his eyes, a tired smile on his face. “Okay, Red?”
“Fantastic.” Heat crept into her cheeks, and she lowered her gaze.
Scotty placed a finger beneath her chin. “Don’t tell me you’re shy.”
She shrugged.
“You don’t have to be,” he said, leaning in to kiss her again. “Never around me, okay?”
“Okay.” She smiled as his stomach growled loudly.
“Sounds like you’ve got another hunger to appease.”
“It does, doesn’t it?”
Scotty raised the same brow as before and rolled away from her.
“You up for seconds?”
“Hell, yes.” She sat up and pulled on her panties and his T-shirt while he donned his jeans and nothing else. Hayley followed him back to the counter and took a seat on her stool once more, a million times more relaxed than before. Amazing what some mind-blowing sex could do for a gal. She couldn’t help teasing him a bit. “More like firsts, though, since I really didn’t get more than a bite before you ravished me.”
“I ravished you, huh?” He snorted. “Take a look at these claw marks and then tell me who ravished who, Red.”
She glanced over at where he pointed to the red stripes on his shoulders. Heat rose in her cheeks. “Sorry about that. Got a little carried away, I guess.”
“Love scratches.” He grinned. “I kind of dig ’em.”
“Yeah?” She smiled around a mouthful of food.
“Oh, yeah.” He shoved a forkful of sausage and peppers into his mouth and chewed.
They finished their meal in amicable silence, each brush of their hands or knees making her heart skip a beat. Sleeping with him probably hadn’t been her wisest move ever, but she’d already blown her career to smithereens. Why not obliterate her inhibitions too? She’d just have to remember not to get so wrapped up in sex that she forgot why they were working together in the first place. They still had a mystery to solve: who had killed Nick, why they had done it, and how they’d gotten her boss on board with making Nick’s team take the fall.
10
“You hungry again? Can I get you anything?” Scotty asked, interrupting her flow.
Hayley waved him off, scowling at her screen. “I’m fine. Just give me a minute.”
“I’ve given you five hours, Red.”
She blinked a few times, then frowned at him.
Seriously? She’d been working that long? Muscles stiff and throat cotton-dry, she sat back and rubbed her eyes. Wow. Talk about losing track of time. A quick look at the tiny digital monitor blinking in the corner of her screen showed the more dangerous effect of her distraction. She’d been in the FBI databases for too long. More than long enough for Michelle to realize what files she’d accessed—and then backtrack the signal to find her location. There would be a team here soon to bring her in, if they weren’t lurking outside the place already.
Without a word, Hayley stood and tugged on her jeans, then pulled Scotty’s T-shirt over her head to put on her own bra and blouse. She tossed his shirt in his stunned face. “Better get dressed.”
“Aw, Red. Here I thought we might spend a little more time in our love nest. Maybe add some more mileage to that couch.”
She sat again to put on her socks and shoes, then removed her Swiss Army knife from her back pocket and stowed it in her sneaker. If they had to do a lot of running, she didn’t want to take the chance of it falling out and getting lost. “Does that line generally work for you?”
Scotty grinned, looking entirely too scrumptious for her own good with those bedroom eyes and that shadow of stubble. Hayley wanted nothing more than to tackle him to the floor and ravish him again until they were both satisfied. But they didn’t have that option.
An engine rumbled outside, then cut off.
Hayley glanced toward the front windows, then back at Scotty. “I’d say we’ve got about thirty seconds.”
“Thirty seconds until what?”
