Page 22 of Stains of Desire
Something passes across her face. Is it fear? Hatred? A combination of both?
"Do you know him?"
The third Jeep rolls in with Andre and Malin. She jumps again, then her face crumples in pain.
"Ma'am, I need to look at your foot and any other injuries you have."
She glances at the others and swallows hard. "What's your clearance level?"
"You're aware of Interpol's clearance levels?"
She nods.
"How?"
"Please tell me your clearance level," she sternly repeats, but I can hear fear in her voice and see it on her face.
"I'm a level six." I point to the third Jeep. "Andre is a level eight and Kalim who's leading our team overseeing our perimeter is a level seven."
She releases a shaky breath, as if relieved.
"Ma'am—"
"Who is coming for me?"
"I did. I'll deliver you to—" For the first time ever, I don't know where I'm delivering a target.
She raises her eyebrows.
"I'm not sure. I'll find out though."
"Lòpez, we need another vehicle to go back. There's a flat," Hunter yells, trotting out of the tent.
"I need to get you inside. It's not safe out here if the team isn't back." I pick her up, and she once again gasps and shudders. And that's when I see it.
A faint blush crawls up her neck and into her porcelain cheeks.
My dick wants to bust through my zipper. She's so damn sexy, and I haven't even seen her without my night vision goggles on.
We get inside, and I don't let her down immediately. She slides her hand from my neck and reaches for my goggles and pulls them off my face.
Her breath hitches, and she bites her lip again. The flush in her face deepens.
And it's official. Her picture was a hoax. She's breathtakingly beautiful. I want to kiss her lips until they swell then kiss them some more.
And I'm going to have blue balls until I deliver her.
