Danbury scratches old needle marks in the crook of his elbow and, bird-like, glances around. “I’m under investigation for fraud. I want all charges dropped. If you do that, I will hand you one of the FBI’s most wanted criminals.”
My boss allows me some leeway when negotiating with criminals. That being said, I’m not ready to give away the store. “I'll have to run it up the chain.”
He drops the cigarette, toes the red tip into the black dirt, and then mutters something unintelligible. “Brittany said it was a done deal.”
“She works for Interpol. She has no authority to make promises.” It shouldn’t be, but in a way, it’s a relief I’m not the only man my ex has screwed over.
“Fucking cunt. I knew she was lying.” When the man swivels on his flip-flop, I tap his arm.
“Wait. I didn’t say no.” Dammit. I almost lost the deal.
“Listen. You don’t understand. He’s only going to be here for a day, at most. You’re either in or out.” The skittish informantducks further into the corn, a useless move. If drones fly overhead, our body heat will signal our location to the infrared cameras.
My skin itches the way it does before all hell breaks loose. “What makes you think the dealer will show?”
His eyes widen, and his voice lowers to a whisper. “Thomas asked me to set up a meeting with you, specifically.”
“Why me?” I have my own opinions, but I wait to hear his.
“I have no idea. So, do we have a deal or not?” Hands shaking, he extracts another cigarette.
After craning my neck to the moonlit clouds, I motion for him to go first. With my right hand near my weapon, I follow him out of the corn and wave goodbye.
“I’ll be in touch.”
Fuck.I can’t believe Brittany roped me into this shitshow. My team and I could be walking into an ambush. On second thought, this is precisely the nonsense she pulled at our office and why she no longer works for the FBI.
Once Danbury disappears, I wait in the dark parking lot. Lights off, I ease down the road and stop behind an abandoned mobile home. Convinced I’m not being followed, I send an encrypted text to Trever to let him know I’m headed back so everyone can rest. We can talk in the morning.
By the time I arrive back at the hotel, my lids droop. Not bothering to change, I kick off my shoes and drop onto the mattress.
Gwen lifts the blankets, curls behind me, and brings her mouth to my ear. “How did it go?”
“I’m not sure. Danbury says he can schedule a meeting, but only with me, which makes no sense. I want him arrested andput in prison. I’ll speak to the rest of the team tomorrow, but I’m not buying what he’s selling.”
My naked wife massages my shoulders, taking away the stiffness which migrates to my cock.
“I presume this means you’re not mad anymore.” No longer tired, I turn and cup her cheeks.
“I wasn’t… I guess. I mean, I was until I spoke to Callie, who said you guys put a lot of trust in me.” Those brown eyes lift to mine, and I’m undone.
“We do. We all respect you, babe.” While I make short work of losing my clothes, she frowns and sticks out her lower lip.
“Brittany doesn’t.” My gorgeous, sexy wife needs to stop worrying about my ex.
To help her understand how I feel, I pull her on top of me and kiss the tip of her nose. “Who cares what she thinks? Do you want to discuss her or make love?”
“Your team will hear us.” Straddling me, she leans over to bite my earlobe.
Her tits in front of my face, I nip one and grin. “We’re on our honeymoon. It’s expected.”
As I suck in earnest, she moans, hisses, and her wet heat soaks my abs. “If you insist on calling this our honeymoon, we may never get a real one.”
Our gazes connect, making me realize I’ve been a selfish bastard. “Ah, babe. I’m so sorry my work interfered. You’re not having second thoughts about being married to an FBI asshole, are you?”
“Only if you can forgive me for ruining your investigation.” Her pelvis grinds against me, I roll her onto her back, and I claim her mouth as she writhes.
I kiss down her neck, lick her clavicle’s hollow, and stop to ravish her plump breasts. Pinching one nipple with thumb and forefinger, I suck and tease the other until the tip points and glistens.
