A low groan slipped from her lips. “That feels too good.”
“As much as I want to show you a good time, I need sleep.”
“So do I. Exhaustion has taken over, and even my eyelids ache.”
Brady chuckled. “You’re funny. But yes, even my eyelids ache. Let’s get ready for bed. Are you still okay sleeping in the bed with me? I swear I won’t try anything.”
Laughter bubbled up. “Yeah, I know you won’t. I trust you.”
He spun her and pulled her into a kiss that made her swoon. Or maybe that was just the exhaustion making her knees weak. Being with Brady was overpowering.
He stepped back, and she wanted to be in his arms again. But he was right, they needed sleep. Tomorrow would be a long day. His buddies were planning to call in other people so they could grab the guy and bring him in for questioning. She wasn’t sure exactly how it would work, but she trusted Brady and his team.
It impressed her that his team was so well versed in searching for information. Though she worked for the government and knew the military focused on anti-terrorist activity, she hadn’t expected them to be so into searching out information on their targets. They were physically impressive, and she was impressed with their abilities on the computer.
“I’ll brush my teeth first, then you can use the bathroom.”
“Thank you.”
She rubbed her eyes, thinking she couldn’t get any more exhausted. Then Brady came out from the bathroom, his phone held up, screen facing her.
“Brush your teeth and freshen up. I have to head back to base, and you need to come.”
“What?” Surely she’d heard him wrong.
“The guy we were looking at did a runner. Something must have keyed him into the fact that we were watching him. Luckily, we put a notice on his file, and his passport was flagged in New York as he was boarding a flight to Europe.”
“Oh.” She turned around and looked at her bag, then back at Brady.
“What will happen?”
“You can sleep on the couch. I’ll grab a blanket and pillow for you. I just have to be there, and I’m not leaving you here alone.”
She nodded, then headed into the bathroom, a dull ache setting up behind her eyes. After brushing her teeth and swipingon more deodorant, she pulled on a fresh shirt and underwear, then something comfortable to wear.
They were back at base in less than thirty minutes. The men on Brady’s team seemed pumped. He led her to an office and told her to sleep, which she gladly complied with.
At some point, the door squeaked open, and she woke from the noise. Brady turned on a lamp, and she could see that his lips were down and worry lines creased the skin between his eyebrows.
“While he was being questioned, he tried to kill himself. They stopped him from actually completing the deed. The FBI found information that he was headed to an accomplice’s place. We’re flying out in two hours.”
She rubbed her eyes, confusion mixing with worry. “Oh.”
“We talked about it and decided it would be best if you stayed with Ansley. Two MPs will be stationed outside her house. The neighbor on the left is military. We aren’t telling him what is going on, but he will be on the lookout.”
“Okay. So I’m staying with Ansley?”
“Yes. You’re staying with Ansley. Link is talking to her now. You’ll be safe.”
She closed her eyes, trying to concentrate. Being tired sucked, and this exhaustion felt bone-deep. After a deep breath and a shake of her head, she stood.
“Okay. How am I getting to her place?”
“You’re being driven over there. I wish I could take you, but we’re headed out in a few minutes.”
Her sleep fog had cleared enough to grasp what he was saying. She placed her hands on his chest and met his gaze. The look in his eyes sent a shiver down her spine.
She nodded. “I’ll be fine. You go do what you have to do.”
