Sex, Lies & Lace (Sex and Lies Book 4) by Calvert Kris

Author:Calvert, Kris [Calvert, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9781943180066
Published: 2016-01-19T05:00:00+00:00

With a nod of my head, I acknowledged Win standing on the corner waiting for my arrival. I’d worked out, put on my new bra and panties and made my way to the restaurant by taxi without incident. Part of me wondered if King could actually control the sensors in the lingerie all the way from Washington, D.C., but the other part knew when it came to things like this, he didn’t joke around.

“Hey,” I said making my way to him through the crowded street. It was the end of the business day for most folks in Manhattan. My workday was just about to begin. “How you doin?”

“You’re picking up the slang pretty fast in the city, Gip. How you doin?” Win joked in his best Queens accent.

“I don’t think I sounded like that at all.”

He smiled at me and nodded his head, causing his blonde curls to move about. Win was funny, smart and considerate and I was glad he was my partner—no matter what kind of reputation he had with the Bureau secretaries.

“I thought I was meeting you inside?” I asked pulling the scarf from my neck. The fall chill in the air had started to take hold and I responded with a sweater and scarf.

“Keep your scarf on. I want to take a little walk.”

I followed Win through the crowded street, coming alongside him. “What’s up?”

He motioned for me to take a seat at the white table and chairs inside the small park area with the wall of falling water. “This is cool,” I remarked as he joined me.

“Yeah. It’s Paley Park. We need to talk, Reagan.”

“Okay.” I waited to hear the lecture on why I shouldn’t have stayed to meet with King. I fully expected the you can’t mix business with pleasure speech.

“We’ve received some information about ROC,” Win began. “And a terrorist plot.”

“What?” I nearly choked on my own gasp. “What kind of information?”

Win looked around and began speaking to me without looking at me. “We only know the city the Russian messages were intercepted from. Ussuriysk.”

“So what’s our directive?”

“We’re to have a very long romantic dinner inside the Russian restaurant and listen. The source has said there will be an important meeting between a couple of the higher ups in the organization—ex-KGB, real winners.”

I nodded. “I’m ready. Let’s do this.”

“We’re posing as a couple, Reagan. Are you ready for that?”

I grimaced and shook Win’s question off. “Of course I’m ready. Why wouldn’t I be?”

Win stood and took my hand in his. “This—because of this. We need to make it look convincing so be prepared to act your heart out in there. You have to pretend to like me.”

I pressed my head into his shoulder, nuzzling his neck. “You mean like this?” I whispered. Chill bumps rose on Win’s neck and I watched his Adam’s apple sink in his throat as he swallowed hard.

“Agent Weatherford,” he whispered with a sigh. “I think you’re ready.”

“Bullshit, Agent Holloway. I was born ready.”

“Yeah, yeah…just remember. No names. You can call me sweetheart, honey-bunny, anything you want.

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