I narrow my eyes. “And what are the parameters forthem?”
“There are none. They can bring an army of guards and basically do whatever the fuck they want.”
“So it’ll be Adrienne and one guard, possibly facing off with the entire Tierran army.”
“Yep. Which is why we’re sending a secondary security team.”
“How many?”
“A sniper and a spotter.”
“Assign me to it,” I say instantly.
“I’m not sending you down there.”
“Why not?” I tip my head in challenge. “Look, I’ve worked with Evlynne and Mako and Orin, all of whom are considered to be your best sharpshooters, and you and I both know I can shoot circles around them. I’m the best sniper in this entire facility.”
“Also, the humblest.”
“Obviously.” I grin before going serious again. “There’s nobody who can cover Adrienne better than me, especially long range. Do you know what the position will be?”
“About a mile and a half out.” His features are creased with reluctance.
“You need me there. You know I’m the best option.”
Rather than answer, he tugs me onto his lap. I straddle him, my knees on either side of his firm thighs.
“What am I doing on your lap, ace?”
Gray blinks, the epitome of innocence. “Oh. How’d you get here?”
“I feel like you’re always looking for an excuse to kiss me.”
He leans in just a fraction, and I can feel the smile on his face as he whispers, “Maybe.”
My heart gives an unexpected flutter. “You’re impossible.”
“You love it.” He threads his fingers through my hair and brings my mouth to his.
Kissing him is different from kissing Cross. Not better or worse, just…different. Gray likes to tease me. His kisses always start off slow and tender, lingering, dragging it out. With every press of hislips, I feel that mischievous smile, the playfulness, until the desire becomes too strong to play with and he groans against my lips, stealing my breath with deep, drugging kisses that drown out the rest of the world.
We’re both breathing heavily by the time the kiss ends.
“You should go.” His voice is hoarse. “We’re taking it slow, remember?”
“I feel like we should reconsider.”
He chuckles. “No.”
“Please?”
“Wren…” His lips move to my ear, eliciting a shiver. “Iwillfuck you.” The shiver turns into a moan, ripped involuntarily from my throat. “And when I do, I’m keeping you in bed for at least forty-eight hours. But…”
“No buts,” I beg.
“But it won’t be tonight,” he finishes. He pats my ass before easing me off his lap. “Time to go, cowgirl. You’re way too tempting.”
“Kiss good night?” I ask innocently.
