Roswell's Secret: Defending America, #2 by Vannetta Chapman

Author:Vannetta Chapman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vannetta Chapman
Published: 2019-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

LUCY WOKE SNUGGLED safely in Dean’s arms, afternoon sunlight streaming through the window. As she stared at the shaft of light, she tried to block the truths of the night before a little longer, but even Dean’s arms couldn’t maintain an illusion of safety. As the facts of their mission tumbled one by one into her consciousness, her heart rate accelerated, and every muscle tensed, until she’d broken out in a cold sweat.

Dean stroked her arm, whispered in her ear. “Breathe, Doc. Try to relax.”

“I thought you were asleep.”

“I was, until you transformed into a crouching tiger.”

She tried to laugh, but it sounded more like a sob, so she bit it back. This would be a long day if she didn’t get control in the first three minutes.

“Missions overwhelm you sometimes. Every agent has felt that way.”

Lucy twisted so that she was facing him but still didn’t look up. Instead she concentrated on the stitches in his arm that she needed to remove, traced them with her finger. “Even the Falcon?”

Dean’s laughter felt like a balm to her soul, easing her tension ever so slightly.

If he could laugh in the face of death, she could at least stop crouching.

“Someone ratted me out.”

“You do have a reputation.”

“Yes, Doc Brown. Even the Falcon has his moments of panic.” He gently touched her lips, tugged her chin so she pulled her gaze from his arm to his eyes.

His gaze was as steady and calm as his voice. His blue eyes reminded her of the sea after a storm—quiet, clean, a haven. They might not hold all the answers, but they didn’t hide anything either. She burrowed deeper into his arms, the embrace of a man she knew she could trust. Someone who would have her back through this day and through tomorrow. It would be enough to get her out of bed. Or to keep her in bed, come to think of it.

“Too bad we can’t stay here, Sleeping Beauty.”

“You’re becoming a mind reader.”

He kissed her then, and she let herself forget, for a moment, that they needed to accomplish the impossible today.

As she burrowed in the cocoon inside his arms, she found the strength to utter the words that tore at her throat. “What if this is all we get?”

Dean traced his hand down the length of her long, dark hair.

“I know you’re not afraid of dying, Lucy. I saw you at Bitter Lake. You stood up in the line of fire. You never blinked.”

“I’m fine on the battlefield. I know a lot of people worry about women, but our training takes like any agent’s.”

When Dean didn’t speak, she added, “I did what needed to be done.”

“Not everyone does.”

Lucy considered that for a moment and shrugged.

“You work with scarier situations in a lab than most agents deal with in a lifetime.”

“A calculated risk which you accept in order to do your job.”

Dean’s laughter welled up and spilled over. “Ebola, Marburg, Smallpox? You call those calculated risks? Give me bullets. I can see them coming, or at least I hear them the moment a shot is fired.

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