“I know I told you to let her surprise you, and I’m glad she did.”
I nodded. I wouldn’t tell him. He would feel way too bad about it. No, Summer would continue as an agent for Division for another day.
“So Dufor did not die for nothing.” My hand pushed on my stomach trying to stop the flutters that awoke.
“That’s for sure. Good job. The team did an amazing job.”
My mouth twitched into a hopeful smile.
“Looks like you’re getting all your wishes from this mission. You get out of Paris, and the pickpockets will be hurt in a way that will most likely prevent a revival for a long, long time.”
“When are we leaving?”
“The day after tomorrow.”
A bit of regret seeped into me. I wished I’d been able to see Paris through the eyes of romance—like movies and books portrayed it. I looked at my watch and yawned. It was eleven p.m.
“Yes, sleepy head.” Then he yawned. “Ah, you made me yawn.”
I chuckled. “So we have a day to spend here, together as tourists?”
“I think that’s a correct assumption, but only if you agree to see it with new eyes.” His smile lit up the room.
“I think I can do that, but only if I get to sleep first. I want to not only see Paris with new eyes, but with open eyes.”
He laughed. “Heaven forbid we don’t blend in.” I leaned on him, taking in a deep breath before closing my eyes and falling asleep.
***
The next morning, I woke early. I even had time to catch up on my favorite book series as I waited for Jeremy to show up. His knock sent me running to the door. His eyes gleamed and he reached out and pulled me into a much needed hug. I lost myself in his embrace. I tucked my head against his hard chest and breathed in his manly, musky smell. His chin rested on my head for a few moments before he pulled back. I wasn’t ready and pulled him closer, tighter. We stayed like that, frozen in time with no problems shadowing us, no sorrow hanging over our heads. He stepped back and took my upper arms in his grip before searching my face.
I squished up my nose, but did not look away from him. The excitement in his eyes made it almost impossible to keep my eyes off his mouth.
Our day together was just like the movies. We even got into disguises, dressed like actors playing a part. Totally dreamy. And that night, I didn’t dream about Division Central and whether they would allow me to be a spy, dirty pickpockets feeling me up, scary dungeons, sore fingertips, or flash drives. No. My dreams were all about Jeremy and me climbing to the top of the Eiffel Tower together, screaming with pure delight as our stomachs dropped, going to the catacombs and grabbing his arm in fear and disgust, and walking through the Tuileries Garden eating a turkey panini and then a lemon tart and finding excuses to bump into him until he took me behind a few tall, leafy, beautiful trees to put a sweet, soft kiss to my lips. And then more.
Oh, and yes, I still had a knife tucked into my boot and a go bag sitting at the base of the tree, because as you know, a spy never really has a day where she stops being a spy.
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Nineteen-year-old spy Christy Hadden can't wait for her latest assignment for Division 57 posing as a student at a prestigious New York City academy and car thief extraordinaire. It’s easy enough. Infiltrate the car-theft ring and retrieve a stolen car. No problem.
The best part of the mission is her attractive handler, Jeremy. The worst part? The sociopath masquerading as the academy's most popular guy. The very one she’s supposed to get close to.
But soon she realizes the thieves are much more than they seem. Her simple spying mission becomes more dangerous than anyone imagined and retrieving the car is the least of her worries. If the organization discovers her true identity, they won't hesitate to kill her, and if she fails, others will suffer the same fate.
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