Seth: Futuristic Spy Romance (Cyborgs: More Than Machines) by Langlais Eve

Author:Langlais, Eve [Langlais, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-02-27T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

On an airplane en route to her first mission for the military, and her first kill.

Despite her trepidation over the mission, Anastasia had to hand it to the general, he and the ones piloting this scheme hadn’t spared any expense when it came to keeping their cover intact. From the private jet owned by the fake weapons corporation to the clothing and gadgets she and Seth were outfitted with, everything was top-notch quality.

It made slipping into the role of rich trophy wife and the son of an arms dealer that much easier. Even if Seth seemed determined to treat everything like a game.

Kicking back in casual linen trousers, his white shirt partially unbuttoned, his tie askew, and dangling a half-full champagne glass, Seth appeared the epitome of rich playboy. “Relax, gorgeous. Pour yourself a drink.”

She shook her head. “No thanks. I’d prefer to remain clear headed for our mission.”

One of his brows arched. “Wrong answer. I think it’s time we went over the ground rules again. Or have you forgotten what our trainer taught? Rule number one, once you go in, you need to be in character. That means no more talking about you know what. We’ll soon be landing, and we have no idea where the eyes and ears of the enemy might be. Two, if we’re going to pull this off, you need to unwind. Right now you look like you’re about ready to jump out of your skin.”

“Because I’m nervous.” And scared. This wasn’t a training exercise. If they messed up, they wouldn’t get reamed out by their CO or made to run laps. One misstep or wrong word and they could end up the recipient of a bullet to the head or worse.

“Which is why you need to sit down beside me and have glass of wine. Relax your frazzled nerves.”

“Easy for you to say.”

“You think I’m not freaked out?” Seth asked in a high pitch. “I am, I’m just better at not showing it. Confidence is half the battle when it comes to subterfuge.”

“What’s the other half?”

“Luck.”

When she gaped at him, he chuckled. “Okay, the other half is good planning with a heavy dollop of luck and a prayer that everything works out the way we’ve planned. Besides, it’s too late to back out now. One way or another, we’re going to get this done. Whether we’re successful or not totally depends on us. So, come on, sit down, and pretend we’re actually a rich couple on our way to a fabulous weekend of wining, dining, and debauchery.”

“Debauchery?”

A sexy grin lifted the corner of his lips. “If I’m lucky.” He patted the seat beside him and waggled his brows. When he did that, it was hard to take him seriously. Look at him trying to allay her worries and fears. Curse him for being so darned adorable.

Perhaps Seth was right—perish the thought and mark it on the calendar as a first. Maybe she did need to stop overthinking and just go with the flow.

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