No, no, no.
He is Flint’s boss.
He is the boss of the man I am supposed to be interested in. The man I drove across town to track down. The man I have spent six months thinking about…on and off.
It feels all kinds of wrong.
I drag my eyes back to my screen.
Except, Flint and I aren’t dating. I hope that will change, but right now, we’re not.
Looking is fine.
There’s nothing wrong with it.
I glance back just in time to finish my assessment of Magma’s ass. Yep, it’s a really fantastic ass. He must work out all the time to have an ass like that.
Magma glances back just before turning the corner into his office. He frowns, and then he’s gone.
Crap!
He totally saw me checking him out.
I bury my head in my hands and groan.
7
Magma
I drag my head up off my arms. My cell phone is ringing. My laptop screen has gone black. My neck is stiff.
I must have fallen asleep. How long have I been out for?
My phone is vibrating its way across the wood toward the edge of the desk. I catch it before it goes over.
The clock on the wall says it’s almost time for the sun to rise.
I don’t even remember closing my eyes.
“Magma,” I say into the phone, my voice rough from sleep.
“Sir, it’s Graze at Lookout Post Four.”
I sit up properly. “Go ahead.”
“Sixteen dragons are inbound from Mistveil. The markings are clear. They’re Reds.”
“How far out?”
“They only just broke through the mist, so about ten minutes from our airspace. They’re flying in a loose formation and headed this way quite fast.”
I drag a hand down my face and pull in a long breath.
“Right. You need to keep in mind that the borders are open. Sixteen dragons crossing isn’t an offense on its own. I need you to keep eyes on them. Track their entry point and their route. They know the procedure. There are three approved passport checkpoints, and they’re meant to make their way to one of them and process through. Mistveil has been briefed. Their citizens know what’s required. Do not interfere as long as they are within the law.”
“Understood.”
“If they don’t stop at a checkpoint, you sound the alarm. The second one of them deviates, every siren on the island goes off. Do you copy?”
