He let himself go, groaning out his pleasure against her throat as orgasm claimed him and he spilled himself inside her.
* * *
Gabriela layagainst Dylan’s chest, the two of them sharing his oversize bathtub, warm water lapping against her breasts, glasses of wine sitting on the ledge. “So, no condom this time?”
“I paid Doc Sullivan—Cobra’s staff doctor—a visit last week to get tested. So, yeah, we’re good.”
“Thank you, Dylan.” It warmed Gabriela’s heart that he’d taken steps to protect her without being asked.
He kissed the top of her head. “I never want to hurt you.”
She was certain he loved her. He was just too afraid to say it.
“Hey, did you see the news last night? The two journalists gave an interview.”
She shook her head. “I missed it.”
“Dianne Connolly—she went on about you, how brave you were, how you protected them, how you faced down the bastards, and got them to treat her and her photographer better. She told the interviewer that she wasn’t sure you were still alive and said she’s started going to church because of you. She called you ‘fearless.’”
That hit Gabriela right in the heart. “I wish I could call to tell them I’m safe.”
“What if you called as Sister María?”
“They’re journalists. If they started digging… It’s just too risky.”
“I guess they’ll just have to wonder. What did you think of Tower?”
“That man is laser-focused.”
“He’s a completely different person with his wife, Jenna.”
That made her smile—the former Green Beret being a softie around his wife.
“Will you accept Cobra’s offer? It means more money, more time off, lots of travel, more flexibility.”
“A part of me is sad about leaving the Agency, but I don’t want to be stuck at a desk all day. It’s not what I trained for. I’ll accept Cobra’s offer—if you’re truly okay with us working together. I don’t want you to feel like I’m stalking you.”
He tickled her ribs. “It wasmyidea.”
That was true.
“When we get back from wherever we’re going, I’ll need to buy a car, find a place to live, and get my stuff out of storage in Virginia.”
“You can stay here in the meantime. There’s no rush. I’ve got plenty of room.”
Hedidhave a lovely condo—two bedrooms, a stylish modern kitchen, three bathrooms, this big tub, a gas fireplace, a balcony facing the mountains.
“Thanks. That’s sweet of you.”
Was he ever going to say it?
Maybe you should go first.
Great idea—but what if she scared him?
Dylan chuckled again. “Tower, man. I knew he was going to bring up the relationship thing. He mentioned it on the flight from Miami to Denver, reminding me that it’s against company policy for operatives to get intimate with clients.”
“What did you say?”