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“There you go.”

“Why here?”

“You’re in Texas. Your parents are in Texas. It was the best starting point I could think of. Plus, I called your mom and asked last night. I told her not to say anything. That I was in the area and wanted to surprise you.”

He sighed and shook his head. “Well, okay, then. I guess I should say thanks for caring.”

She laughed, then leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. “You’re welcome.”

“Careful, there. What will Antonio think?”

“He’ll think that I was afraid I’d find you dead, and that I’m delirious with relief. Besides, you forget that we got together on a sex island. There was a threesome,” she added, lowering her voice and adding a sultry tone.

“You realize I can’t un-hear that.”

She laughed. “I think Antonio’s fine with a kiss on the cheek. We’re very open-minded.” She waggled her eyebrows, and he had to bite back a laugh.

“All right. You win. I am glad you came.”

“Good. Now tell me what’s going on.”

“According to Seagrave, this is a highly confidential assignment. Honestly, that’s part of the reason I’m telling you.”

She took a step back, then leaned against the fence. “That’s cryptic.”

“And confidential. You know. I know. Linda knows.”

“Understood.”

“Not even Antonio.”

“I get it. Now talk.”

So he did. And when he was finished, she just stood for a moment, gaping at him. “Whoa.”

“I know.”

“What can I do?”

“Nothing at the moment. We’re just waiting for Noah. This seemed like the best place to hide out.”

“And the rest of it?”

He bent down and plucked a weed, then twirled it between his thumb and forefinger. “The rest?”

“You’re with your resurrected wife. Are you two back together? Or are your parents going to be sorely disappointed?”

He drew in a breath, then let it out. “That’s complicated.”

“Always is. Tell me.”

“We should go back in.”

“Chickenshit. Tell me.”

He glared at her, and she glared right back. Honestly, sometimes it was hell having friends who knew you.

“Fine,” she said, as he stayed silent. “I’ll start. Is there still chemistry?”


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