“Sick bastard,” Boone muttered.
“Yep.Which is why I reported Schultz to my superiors.He tried to deny it you know.He claimed it was consensual and that I’d been coming onto him for weeks.Fortunately, I had the wherewithal to go to medical and have blood drawn after I woke up in his room.Drugs like that disappear quickly from your bloodstream, and I wasn’t taking any chances.I’m careful—always.I thought I could trust Schultz given we were colleagues.I was wrong.”
Boone kept his hands on the steering wheel, but she noticed how his grip tightened and body stiffened, his jaw ticking.He was pissed.The fact that he was that mad on her behalf made Radley feel good.She might argue with him most of the time, but deep down, Boone was a decent, honest guy.She felt nothing but safe when they were together.
“Whoever is texting you can’t be that loyal to that asshat.Schultz,” he clarified, but Radley was already chuckling.Schultz was an asshat.“Maybe this guy’s career was somehow derailed in the fallout.”
“Maybe.Or maybe Schultz is somehow paying this idiot to follow and threaten me.He’ll get out of jail eventually, but maybe he doesn’t want to wait that long to seek revenge.”Radley’s voice was hard, her mood stormy.It had been one thing after another since going overseas with Schultz, and she was more than ready to be done with the man for good.
“Think he’d come after you then?”Boone asked, shooting her another look.
“No.I think he sent some jackass after me now instead.They want to scare me into silence and submission.I have no idea what their ultimate end game is, but I’ll be happy when I never have to hear his name again.Turn here,” she quickly said as they approached the turnoff she’d taken mere days ago.
Boone slowed, flipping on his turn signal.“This is out in the middle of nowhere,” he commented.He checked his rearview mirror again, making sure no one had followed them.Radley appreciated that he was careful.He’d taken precautions when they left Shadow Security as well.
“It’s off the beaten path,” she agreed.“The cabin was a perfect location in many ways, but it wasn’t big enough for their project.Let’s see what we can find today,” she said, checking the side mirror.“This may be only our first assignment at Shadow Security, but I’m ready to end it before anyone gets hurt.”
Chapter 11
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BOONE CLENCHED HISjaw as Radley walked ahead of him, her boots crunching on the dead leaves as she moved toward the cabin.It was exactly as she’d said—the place looked deserted.Given the weeds, overgrown foliage, and boarded up windows, the place appeared completely abandoned.He scanned the surrounding area, not noting anything out of place in the woods.The only thing that did catch his eye was the combination padlock on the front door, which is what Radley had noted as well.
Good girl.
She was observant.Sharp.Now if only she’d stay out of harm’s way by not always insisting that she drive or volunteering to meet with a terrorist or two on her own.His blood pressure had spiked when she’d simply mentioned it before.Boone didn’t want to send her into harm’s way.He wanted to keep her safe—preferably right at his side.
The fact that he liked having her close he didn’t want to examine too closely.Radley was beautiful, sure, but it was more than that.He’d always felt a duty to protect others, especially those smaller and weaker than him.And Radley?She was all of the above.Petite compared to his own muscled frame.Fragile.Maybe a touch foolish when it came to her own safety, but something else drew him to her.Despite their differences, they clicked.They had chemistry.He kind of liked that she challenged and argued with him.Boone would never be the type of man who wanted a meek woman, afraid of her own damn shadow.He’d protect Radley, sure, but he appreciated that she wasn’t afraid to hold her own.
Now if only her impulsive nature didn’t get her hurt or killed.
Her hips swayed as she headed toward the door, and he let his gaze slide over her.Radley swung her backpack around, pulling out a set of lockpicking tools, and Boone’s breath caught.The tight leather jacket she wore perfectly hugged the swells of her breasts.She had on another pair of cargo pants, and while they were somewhat loose, he could perfectly see the shape of her round ass.
She’d be a delicious handful, and Boone could imagine gripping her to him—maybe backing her against his bedroom door as he thrust into her tight heat.He’d lick the side of her neck, tasting that satiny smooth skin, before he nipped and sucked on her.Her breasts would bounce as he bucked into her again and again.Her lips would part—
“Damn it,” she said.