Page 101 of Spies Don't Fall for Their Asset

“Zoe,” he says, not exactly in a happy voice, butIstill think there might be a slight hint of enjoyment that the two of us are running into each other in the land of pyramids and pharaohs.OrmaybeIjust really like hearing him say my name. “Fancymeeting you in a place like this.”

He’sstanding there with his tousled sand-colored hair, black gear, and harness, narrowing his eyes as he glances to the safe for a small moment before his eyes are back on me.Holydeniable operations, he is one very hot man.Iwonder for a second if competing against him would be nearly as much fun if he wasn’t.

Don’tget me wrong— few people match my skill enough to be true competition, andI’lltake them all on.

ButLedger?Maybeit’s his looks that make competing with him all the sweeter.

“You’requick,” he says. “I’llgive you that.”

“OrmaybeIjust chose the better way in.”Ishrug with my shoulder that’s holding the bag, which lifts it just enough to call attention to it.ThenIadd, “Keeptrying.Oneday, you might actually be a challenge.”

Maybehow much fun it is to compete with him has something to do with the look he gets on his face anytime he realizes that he just lost, andIwon.

Ismile asIstroll out of the room and back up to the roof.