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“It sounds like it.” She presses a few buttons, and the machine comes to life before she turns to face me. “That didn’t sound good.”

“If this weren’t important, I wouldn’t leave. Something happened at a target location in my case. I need to be there to manage it.”

“I’m a doctor. If anyone understands that work comes first, it’s me.”

“But not this morning. Nothing else was supposed to come first this morning.” I look out the back of her house where the sun is peeking over the privacy wall on her vast backyard, guesthouse, and pool. “Are you going to be okay?”

She turns back to the coffee and puts a lid on the to-go cup before rounding the island and handing it to me. “Here. Take a donut for the road.”

I take the coffee but don’t look away from her. “No shit, Evie. Are you going to be okay?”

She runs a hand down my chest, between my pecs, and stops on my abs. There has to be nine inches between us and well over a hundred pounds. I’ve never been with anyone long enough to consider myself having a type.

But I think I just found it in a woman who should be off limits.

“Evie.” I capture her chin between my fingers and force her to look at me. “I don’t want to leave you. Are you going to be okay until I get back? I have no idea how long this will last. I’ve got a dead body and a mountain of drug money in a drop house that I needed up and running.”

Her eyes widen. “Is this tied to Jeff?”

“It’s tied to Jeff’s friends, so yes.” Since I’m standing in the house she lived in withJeff, I have no desire to talk about the fucker. “What are your plans today?”

She sighs. “I’ll keep myself busy. I might organize Chase’s toys. Clean a closet. If I can focus, I’ll try to read a book. I can’t remember the last time I read a book. I’ll be fine. Security will be here all day. I think it’s just the nights that freaks me out. Maybe Chase will take enough time away from summer camp at grandma’s house to FaceTime me.”

“I need to get this sorted, but I will be back,” I promise. I brush her bottom lip with my thumb. “Save me a donut.”

Her dark eyes wander to the side. “I don’t know. If I get bored, I might eat myself into a sugar coma.”

“I want to kiss you,” I tell her the truth. “We were going to talk this morning with clear heads.”

“Don’t you have somewhere to be in less than fifteen minutes? A dead body and cash sounds like an emergency.”

I set the coffee down on the counter and dip my hand into her long messy hair and pull her to me. She fists my tee and presses herself into my body. All the talk of corpses and me leaving ruined my morning wood, but it’s back. I turn to press her into the counter and think about how else I could be spending my morning. Her arms round me and angle up my back, reminding me of what we should be doing right now. Plunging my tongue into her mouth, I enjoy every small swell of her body against mine.

When I drag a hand down the side of her body, I feel her moan everywhere. Her tongue, her tits, and lower. I feel down the side of her tit until I get to her hip when I slide my hand around to her ass again.

I force myself to drag my lips away and look down at her flushed face. “I hate my job right now. I’ve got to go. I’ll text you.”

She bites her swollen lip.

If I lean in for one more kiss, I’ll never get out of here. I grab my bag and she walks me to the door. As I’m jogging to my SUV, there’s a changing of the guard at the street.

Well, then. I’m sure that will get back to her family that the DEA agent spent the night at her house.

I’ll let her worry about that.

I’m late.

* * *

Brax wasn’t kidding.The place is swarming.

Cops.

The coroner.

The media.

Fucking media.

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