One Minute To Midnight (Black Ops: Automatik) - Plot & Excerpts
Knuckles and knees and elbows were already raw from the chill. Get them hit, and the pain was like frozen lightning bolts. He blew in his hands and rubbed them together as he approached his car. Did he still taste her? Was it his imagination that filled his head with the scent of hot roses? The kiss had hit him like one of her sniper rounds. Out of nowhere, and he was on the ground. Flirting was one thing, and the little touches they’d shared had reinforced the act for anyone watching. But there was more to that kiss than their cover. Honest need. And a challenge that he had to be truthful. He had been. She’d taken his breath away. He’d wanted another, and he’d gotten it. Totally unexpected. The mysteries of Mary did not end. Pursuing them would take him way out of the safe and distant life he’d been leading, leaving him exposed. Way more exposed than standing in this half-empty parking lot while three truckers sauntered their thick selves toward him.
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