“I’m an undercover agent too,” she whispered, bumping her shoulder into my side.
“Are you making fun of me?” I laughed.
She licked her lips. Slow. Purposeful. I watched. Transfixed.
She flicked her hair behind her shoulder and I couldn’t help but stare at the long, graceful slope of her neck. The hint of cleavage beneath her shirt. She shifted on her feet, her slim hips jutting out just slightly.
Hannah put her hand on my chest, leaning her head back so she could better look into my face. For the first time since I was a teenager, I had butterflies in my stomach.
I sure as shit didn’t feel this way when Madison took off her clothes.
It was insanity.
She was the perfect combination of coy and shy that had always attracted me. She gave off the right amount of interest without being desperate.
As far as first impressions went, she was ticking all of my boxes.
And then I paused. The niggling voice wouldn’t stop its incessant paranoia.
She plays the part almost too well.
Why was I thinking that?
It was momentary. A fleeting flash of a thought that I quickly dismissed.
I had been an agent too long. I saw ulterior motives in everything. Deceit in sincerity.
I had forgotten what it was like to interact with people without second-guessing and looking for the truth behind their honey-tongued lies.
I could feel Hannah’s breath on my face. She had sucked on a mint at some point. The sweet smell tickled my nose.
“I would never make fun of you. I promise.” Her eyes flashed and heated.
If I had been more of a macho guy, I would have growled.
She finally turned and opened her car door. “See you tonight, Mason.”
With that, she climbed in and started her engine. I backed up, giving her room to reverse. I stood there, unable to move until she was long gone.
I wasn’t entirely sure what had just happened, but I had the sense I had been railroaded in the best way possible. She had deftly maneuvered the exchange and I had been happy to go along with it.
I blinked as if waking up and headed toward my car, all thoughts of breakfast and coffee now gone.
Chapter 6
Hannah
“I know you can do some really cool shit.”
Kyle was bugging me.
Pestering me to the point of making me fantasize about smashing his face into the keyboard.
I was on an incredible high. I felt a tingling deep in my veins. It was euphoric.
And Kyle was a freaking buzz kill.
Last night’s attack had been incredible. Smooth.
