Roy's Independence Day by M. L. Buchman

Author:M. L. Buchman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Buchman Bookworks, Inc.
Published: 2016-06-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Their walk back to Sienna’s office passed in silence. Roy was puzzling at Frank’s comment, but becoming no smarter for all his thinking. Maybe Dilya had somehow found out he only owned the one suit and told Adams. But what did it mean? Needing a second suit meant he’d be off the roof more. The White House roof was one of the few places in all of D.C., as far as he could tell, where a man could feel the wind and weather and have some degree of privacy.

It wasn’t until they reached Sienna’s office that his thoughts turned back to the present.

He leaned against the door jamb and watched her transformation. As she crossed the threshold her entire demeanor changed. She shifted like a sniper blending into the landscape. In the Residence she had been elegant and patient, thoughtful and unconsciously feminine. No hair flips, hip-swinging sashays, or any of the other wiles he typically observed; instead she was simply a beautiful woman operating in an arena dominated by men.

In her office she accelerated until she was almost a blur like The Flash: checking phone messages, tapping the space bar for a quick glance at the computer screen—followed by a grimace, probably at the number of new messages as she didn’t pause to actually read any of them.

In seconds she’d also fetched her coat and changed from heels, that had done some wonderful things to the shape of her calves, into sneakers. It was another thing to like about her. She didn’t retain the heels or change into designer flats. She now wore a tired pair of black converse with a complex white design drawn all over them. They were wholly inappropriate with the fancy dress and somehow wholly appropriate on Sienna Arnson.

With a startling efficiency, she was soon standing just a step away looking up at him. Looking farther up than he’d grown used to through the evening. Heeled, her five-six had became five-eight. Flat-footed she was made more female. He’d dated women both tall and short, but Sienna kept changing on him.

And still she merely watched him.

“What?”

“You’re blocking the door,” yet she was making no effort to get by him.

He was. “I am. Must say you have a comfortable door frame.”

She rolled her eyes at him, but it earned him the laugh he’d been after. Her humor, like everything else, came from all of the way inside. Every one of her emotions was so clear and pure.

“How did you ever survive what you’ve been through and still be who you are?”

“Who I am?” As if she didn’t understand the question. She wasn’t playing coy, she really didn’t know what she’d been doing to him all evening.

Of its own volition, one of his hands reached out to brush down her hair. Between one breath and the next, the NSA was again gone, and Sienna leaned her cheek into his palm.

He could find no words to express what she was doing to him.

Unable to resist her, he used that light pressure of cheek to palm to draw her toward him.

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