Page 10 of Oath
“Sleep,” Bones said, checking his watch. “We’ll spell Lunchbox out later. I want you to stay on the searches.”
“Limiting to just three of us is going to cut into your rack time,” I reminded him. Normally, I wouldn’t argue, but we’d been burning the candle at both ends since arriving. They hadn’t even had time to do more than a casual debrief about the target elimination they’d been on before we got Doc’s call.
“A few nights won’t kill us. We might need some down days before we return to the mission at hand.” A shrug. “We’ll make it work.”
Voodoo had finished his plate, rinsed it off, then grabbed a glass of water to down before he leaned back against the counter. “You have anything new on Sinclair?”
“I’ve begun a comprehensive dossier. I’ll know what kind of porn he downloads at home and when he’s away by the time I’m done. I’m also pulling everything on everyone else in the firm.Where there’s one dirty bird, there’s probably more.” I wanted to know everything before Grace went in. If we could find out what we needed to know without ever exposing her, I’d take it.
“One more thing—” Voodoo cut himself off as a door opened deeper in the apartment. It had the faintest of squeaks. We’d made sure the hinge did squeak whenever she opened it so we’d know she was on the move.
“Good morning, sweet boy.” Grace’s sleep-husky tones drifted toward us as I poured the steamed milk into the cup. I’d just made a flat white. When she appeared in the doorway, the imprint of her pillow against her cheek declared she’d just gotten up. The disheveled tumble of her dark hair combined with the t-shirt hanging off one of her shoulders and those too sexy for their own good legs softened every sour note the night of research had left behind.
“Coffee?” I held out the flat white and her drowsy expression brightened.
“Oh, thank you.” She reached for it, but I pulled it back to me and tapped my lips once.
“After you pay the toll.”
Laughter dispelled her scowl, and probably saved my life, but she slid between Bones and Voodoo to rise up on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to my mouth. It was more of a sweet buss than something open, tongue swapping, and hot.
“I haven’t brushed my teeth,” she warned as she dropped back down. “Raincheck if you need more than a deposit?”
Yeah, Gracie made the whole goddamn day better. “I’ll save it to collect later,” I promised and handed her the cup.
A real smile curved her lips as she wrapped her palms around the mug. She gave me a blissful look as she took her first swallow. I swore, the warmth in her eyes was a stroke right along my cock.
“Do we get a good morning kiss?” Voodoo asked in a droll tone.
Bones watched her with this cool, almost predatory stillness to him. Cap really didn’t know what to do with Grace. She threw him off his game so damn hard and it was entertaining to watch.
Most of the time.
Pivoting while she took another sip, Grace faced Voodoo and Bones. “Maybe. Have you done something to merit a kiss?”
With a snort, Bones flicked his gaze up to me. “I’m going to log some rack time. Wake me if anything breaks. I’ll be up in five hours.”
On that, he pivoted on his heel and left the kitchen.
“Ahh,” Grace said with a long sigh. “Someone sat on that stick we keep taking out of his ass, I see.”
A snort of laughter almost escaped me.
“I can still hear you, Dollface,” Bones said from the other room.
Voodoo didn’t seem to be fairing much better. If anything, his compressed lips suggested he was barely containing his own amusement.
“Good, then maybe you can dislodge it before you have to ask Doc for medical assistance.”
That did it, I laughed and Voodoo grinned. When Bones’ only response was the closing of a door—the one that squeaked so he definitely took the bedroom we slotted for Grace. Lucky bastard. I could have been cuddled up with Grace last night, but no, I’d had to work.
“Point to me,” Grace said, almost smugly as she took another sip of coffee.
“I don’t have a stick up my ass,” Voodoo said as he grinned at her. “Does that count as worthy of earning a kiss?”
“It’ll do,” she murmured, then put a hand to his chest as he dipped his head and she pushed up on her tiptoes again. Fuck,she was so damn tiny. I kept forgetting how small she was, cause her personality was just so much more.
Like me, Voodoo only got a quick kiss.
