The (ex) Spy Who (maybe) Loved Me by Christi Barth

Author:Christi Barth
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2023-03-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Dressing up for Halloween—even in just an oversized corduroy blazer that Randall had forced on him to ‘complete the look’—felt like lying in Wyatt’s new life. He’d thrown that bone of discomfort to the Exiteer on their weekly phone call. Figured it was good to give him some small nugget to chew on.

Craig had laughed. Then told him to take his head out of his ass.

So much for honestly sharing his feelings. Wouldn’t make that mistake again!

So here he was. Pretending to be the hero in a rom-com movie. Pretending to be an artist by having a pad and pencil overtly sticking out of his pocket ‘in case inspiration struck.’

The one thing he didn’t have to pretend? Being absolutely leveled by Blake in her tight pink leather skirt and jacket. Not to mention the lacy shell that had her breasts—

Well, it wasn’t as obvious as the sexy vampire, sexy Maid Marian, and the three sexy devils. Apparently the Cygnet crew really, really wanted to up the hotness ante on the one night lab coats weren’t required.

But for Wyatt? None of them came close to Blake’s innate sensuality. It freaking dripped off her. He could barely draw a full breath from watching her blond curls bounce on the breasts framed by all that pink leather. Yeah, his gaze kept target-locking at one spot on her anatomy. Deliberately, he looked down—and was confronted by the lithe length of legs revealed by her miniskirt.

There had to be an explanation for why he’d been in a state of semi-arousal since picking her up. “Are you wearing perfume? Something different, I mean?”

“I’m so glad you asked. Perfume,” she yelled into his ear. Then she grimaced at the scrum around the punch bowl and drew him back out into the relatively quieter hallway. Its walls were draped floor to ceiling with cobwebs. The right side held a spider with a bulging red belly, at least three feet wide. The opposite wall had something far scarier—a row of spider babies. “Wyatt, you’ve got to stay away from everyone who works on Dr. Stevens’s project.”

He could put a face to the name. Lanky. Shock of sandy blond hair. Thin lips that were quick to smile. But that was it. “How would I know who’s on his team? Nobody’s got name tags on.”

“Sorry. You’ve been amazing at keeping everyone straight.” Blake beamed up at him. Tiny crystals winked at the corner of each eye. “I’ve got all the faith in the world in your abilities.”

It might’ve been a tossed-off line in the middle of a party, but man, her praise rang a bell deep within him. He’d crawl over barbed wire to get another look from her like that one. “I make an effort,” he said modestly.

It was better than the truth—that he’d trained extensively and practiced every day for years to be able to remember the broad strokes of a person’s appearance after a mere split-second glance.

That didn’t include knowing if they split DNA for a living or did something else Wyatt both couldn’t pronounce and didn’t understand.

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