"They were checking the ambassador's security detail. He's an old friend of her father's."
"She skilled?"
"Double black belt Krav Maga, sharpshooter, and knife fighting."
"Double black belt. I'm impressed. She could teach me some things." He nods his head as he finishes the last of his scotch. I look at my empty glass and don’t remember drinking it.
"Thanks, mate."
"That's what I'm here for. I'll see you in the morning. By the way, we all still struggle with it, you're not the only one."
He leaves the room with that parting shot and I realize how much I've shut the guys out lately. Well, no more, we are a team.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
MAYA
I'm so excited and turned on to see Duncan. I was practically walking on clouds through my shift; the captain asked me if I was high. I laughed at him and said I had big plans for the holidays. I actually packed a real suitcase and some dresses.
I have several surprises for Duncan. Checking in at the airport was fun; I got to use my new certifications to carry a sidearm on the plane. Of course, that meant I was acting as a second to the air marshal in the first-class cabin.
As I walk out of the secure area of the airport into the crowded arrivals area, I see Duncan towering over everyone. He looks better than I remember. He’s wearing dark jeans with a maroon pullover sweater. His hair has grown out and hangs around his ears. His eyes are boring into me. That spark is stillthere. I want to do the movie running leap into his arms but control myself.
"Maya, baby. God, I missed you." His arms come around me and hold me to him. He bends down to sniff my hair and then pulls me up to press our bodies together, my feet dangling. Our mouths slam together, kissing like there's no tomorrow. His tongue is marking every part of my mouth. I feel his erection against me. I want to wrap my legs around him here in front of everyone. One of his hands is on my ass, the other is gripping my ponytail. He pulls back and looks into my eyes. I smile shyly at him. I've missed him so much.
"Baby, we aren't waiting another three months to see each other. I feel like I'm going to have marks from my zipper on my cock. No more Skype or sexting, just you and me together for the next two weeks."
"Yes, Duncan. I've missed you so much. Please, get me out of here. I need you," I say breathlessly.
"You don't have to ask twice." He puts me down and grabs my suitcase in one hand and my hand in his other. His long legs start eating up the distance to the parking garage.
"Honey, slow down, my legs aren't as long as yours, plus I have heels on."
He looks at me from toe to top of my head. Under my father's soft leather bomber jacket, I'm wearing a black wrap dress with a pair of sky-high fuck me calf boots. He groans and then growls at me when he looks me from head to toe again.
"No slowing down, you either keep up or I'm throwing you over my shoulder. I need to be buried inside you in the very near future or I'll be permanently unmanned."
"Okay, honey." I giggle and speed up, my steps trying to keep pace.
We make it to the garage, where no one is around. He stops, grabs me by the waist, and hoists me over his shoulder. I'm being carried like a sack of potatoes while he runs with my rolling luggage to a Rover. My pony-tailed hair is hanging down almost to the ground.
"Hey, where's the DBS? I was hoping to get lucky in that car."
"Baby, I knew you'd have luggage, plus this way, if I don't make it home, I can pull over and pull you into the back."
I laugh again, the happiness to finally being here with him is almost overwhelming. I was anxious we might get bored with each other and we'd just become good friends. He puts me down by the passenger door, pushes me up against the vehicle, and starts kissing me again.
"I need to get you out of this damn airport." He opens the door and lifts me in, then loads my luggage in the back.
We head out into the London traffic and I think we're heading for the hotel when I realize we're driving in the opposite direction.
"Where are we going?" I ask confused.
"My place."
"Duncan, I can't stay with you."
Greg will be flying in to attend meetings in a couple of days. We're staying at the same hotel. How will I explain Duncan to him and to Derek?
