Trust in Me: Hawkeye, #2 by Sierra Cartwright

Author:Sierra Cartwright
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sierra Cartwright

CHAPTER SEVEN

“Agent!”

At Eureka’s greeting, Aimee turned from her workstation to look over her shoulder at Trace. Not that she didn’t know he was there. When he was near, the atmosphere sizzled.

Damn, he looked so appealing, especially now that she knew what he looked like beneath his T-shirt…and jeans. She swallowed in an attempt to hide her all too feminine reaction.

“Dinner’s getting close. When you join me, I’ll throw the steaks on.”

“Thanks.”

“Wine?”

“Maybe a small glass.” To settle her nerves.

He nodded.

“Thank you.” She blew out a breath as he walked back down the hallway, leaving his stamp on the air around him.

She wasn’t sure how she’d she survived the afternoon.

Before they’d had sex, she’d told him, and herself, that she knew what she was doing. She couldn’t have been more wrong.

The taste of BDSM that he’d given her earlier in the week had been everything she hoped it would be. And she’d surmised that sex would be fabulous, and that the orgasm would be stunning. It had been, but she hadn’t expected that he’d be such a thoughtful lover.

When he realized she was struggling to take him fully, he’d eased out and made it easy for her. Then, when the orgasm had taken over, emotion had crested with it. She clung to him, and he’d held her while her breathing returned to normal. It had taken much longer than it should have. She rationalized that the situation was unique, that the fact that he was her bodyguard peppered her senses with a sense of danger. But as she rested against him, she’d realized that wasn’t true. She was starting to care for him. And that was the reason the tension between them had been so unbearable.

Seeking some sense of normalcy, she tightened her ponytail before standing and walking to Eureka. He was standing on the perch atop his cage. “I’m taking you for a ride.” The moment she started to push, he protested, flapping his wings madly, before landing on her shoulder with a loud squawk in her ear. Another plan that hadn’t gone as well as she’d hoped.

She immediately transferred him to her hand, then carried him into the dining room where she placed him on a perch.

The sight of Trace in her kitchen, in front of a cutting board, knife in hand, still sent little shivers through her. He’d already taken time to set the table and fill water glasses. He’d prepared a salad and mixed it in a glass bowl. “Anything I can do to help?”

“I’ve got it under control. Your wine is over there.” He nodded to the counter next to him.

She skirted behind him and grabbed the goblet before leaning against a cabinet to watch him.

With the back of a large knife, he slid diced tomatoes into a bowl before slicing a jalapeno in half to scoop out the seeds. “Successful afternoon?”

She seized on the conversation, anything to pretend her tummy wasn’t in turmoil. “It was. This morning’s video gave a lot of us inspiration to work through the day.

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