Julie Miller - Intimate Knowledge

“What should I say?” she mouthed back.

He tilted his head and glared at her.

Grace shrank away from the hard look. She pulled the slip straps back over her shoulders and covered herself, but finally responded to the message. “I’m fine,” she said in a loud, surprisingly clear voice. “I’ll be out in just a minute. Thank you.”

After the clerk left, Logan shook his head. “That’s the fastest you can think on your feet?”

Her unshielded eyes swelled with something more than embarrassment at being caught in a compromising position. “Is that what this was? A test?”

“No.” He was too honest to tell her otherwise. He swiped his fingers through his hair, literally and figuratively trying to straighten the mess he’d made of their professional relationship. “But there’s a hell of a lot more to working undercover than just looking the part.”

“I know that. I might be naive, but I’m not an idiot.”

He tucked in his clothes and backed himself up to the door. No. He was the only idiot here. She’d crossed her arms in front of her, but stood straight in that proud yet vulnerable stance he’d gotten to know so well today.

“Tomorrow I’ll fill you in on covert weaponry. And we’ll work on some self-defense tactics.”

His aching groin and shredded sense of self-preservation mocked the cool authority in his voice. He’d known this assignment would be trouble from the start, and he’d already blown it big time by losing his objectivity to a case of carnal lust.

“Fine. Would you step out so I can get dressed, please?”

He closed the door and headed back to his lonesome spot on the couch.

“Definitely need to work on self-defense.”

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