Max’s deep voice entered her brain, but it took a few seconds to register. Jamie opened her eyes to find a smiling Max next to the bed—fully clothed. She sat up. “What time is it?” “Ten in the morning.” “Oh, shit.” She never slept in, but after they made love and eaten, they’d spent hours talking about their work. They didn’t get to bed until after midnight, where they made love again. She couldn’t get enough of him. He chuckled. “We need to eat then hit the road.” They had decided to head back today since the Monster Truck Rally was tonight, and Max didn’t want to miss it. Neither did she. “What did Dan say when you called?” Max had called to find out more about the security at the event. “The FBI promised to have a ton of their men just in case someone had slipped through the cracks.”
