Special Ops Affair by Jennifer Morey

Author:Jennifer Morey [Morey, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romantic Suspense
ISBN: 9780373277230
Google: O-ScWQ0Fx3MC
Amazon: 0373277237
Barnesnoble: 0373277237
Goodreads: 10651019
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The next morning, Odie walked beside Jag after they left the elevator. They’d skipped dinner last night and now she was ravenously hungry.

“I want a big omelet with lots of cheese and spicy sausage.”

“Potatoes, too.”

Tilting her head, she smelled the air with a deep inhale. “I smell coffee.”

“Stop that.”

Seeing his heated expression, she straightened her head. Sharing a room had definitely tested their self-control last night. Odie was beginning to wonder if it would be so bad to just give in.

“You’re making me hungry,” he said, and it was clear he meant something other than food.

“Let’s feed you, then.”

“Be careful, or we won’t make it through lunch.”

The smile in his eyes gave her a warm tingle. There was promise in them, one that said he meant what he said.

“Stop being such a boy.” She tried to make light of the undercurrent floating between them.

“Impossible around you.”

So much for keeping it light. She couldn’t believe it. They were talking about omelets and coffee and he was turning her on.

Clicking brought her head around. A cameraman was snapping pictures. What the…?

Then she saw the reporter from yesterday. He stood in the atrium in front of a cluster of trees, watching them pass.

“Odelia Frank?” he called.

Odie marched past him. As if she’d talk to him. Jag had taken into step behind her, blocking the cameraman’s view of her. She could have kissed him for putting together what her picture in the paper could mean.

“Why did you go to Heather Darby’s house yesterday?” the reporter shouted. She looked around and saw they were attracting attention. People looked from the reporter to her, his focus of attention and some of their expressions showed they were curious as to who she was. She didn’t think anyone recognized her. It had been a few years since Cullen’s daring rescue mission turned into a very public romance.

“I went back there after you went to Colonel Roth’s house.”

Odie stopped abruptly and slowly turned. Jag put his arm around her, his hand on her waist, no doubt ready to propel her away in a hurry if he needed to.

“Why did you go to see him?” the reporter asked, approaching them.

He came to a stop a few feet away. Odie didn’t want to stay and talk to him, but this called for damage control.

“He’s an old friend of the family,” she said. Thank God it was the truth. “He knew my father.”

The reporter gave her a plastic smile. “I spoke with Heather Darby again. She said her husband went to see the colonel before he was killed. Any idea why he’d do that?”

“Why are you covering Frasier Darby’s murder?” Jag asked.

“I’m sorry…who are you?”

“Another friend,” he retorted.

Odie leaned against him and put her hand on his chest to make it look good. The reporter noticed and looked from Jag to her. She didn’t think he was falling for it.

“Is he your partner?”

“He’s my boyfriend.”

That got Jag to turn his head, but it wasn’t too obvious.

“You don’t work with each other?”

“He came with me to look into Frasier’s death.

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