parentâteacher conference?â she mocked. Thais drew her hand down his forearm before moving away from him. The caress was perfect, too, but it just didnât unleash the same amount of sensation heâd sampled last night. In fact, he was a little annoyed by her pushing into his space.
Obviously he was focused on Zoe, because Thais could arouse a marble statue.
âThat little shirt-and-slacks combo is sure to win points with the carpool moms.â Thais swept him from head to toe before shaking her head.
âI need to work on the trust angle with our target.â
âSo you put your leather away? Pity,â Thais muttered. âFrom what I saw last night, you were making progress with your bad-boy persona. She was ⦠sniffing the bait. Tasting it.â
Her voice had turned husky and he felt the back of his neck heat.
Mercer turned on his CO. âI didnât need surveillance last night, Saxon.â
Saxon dropped the touch pad heâd been holding. âThis is a team operation. As in, no âIâ in team. The target is a female, youâre on point, and Thais got surveillance detail.â
Saxon surveyed him with a look Mercer knew too well. His commanding officer was calculating the mission. Assessing Mercerâs word against what heâd seen on his data spreadsheet.
âThis case wonât be solved so quickly. Whyâd you bring me in if you canât handle waiting a few days for me to establish my position? This is a little different from crossing a hostile zone with fifty pounds of gear on my back to set up my position for a kill shot. Sheâs not an easy mark. If she were, sheâd be callous enough to separate sex from emotion and inserting me into her bed would be a waste of time.â
âSome men like that in a girl,â Thais purred, earning herself a hard look from their team leader. She blew him a kiss in response. âRelax, boss man, Iâd be little use to this team if I had any delicate sensibilities. Even a trace of them.â
Thais knew how to disguise her emotions, but there was a faint hint of disgruntlement in her tone from the slap of reprimand no one in the room missed. She made her way to another desk and sat down, providing Saxon with her back. Their team leader stared at the back of her head for a long moment, awarding the point to Thais.
The tension in the room increased while their only female member ignored the intense stare of her boss. Thais filled the void with the faint sound of her typing. She knew Saxon was watching her. Thais had an uncanny ability to get under Saxonâs skin, but their leader proved his worth by ignoring it. When it came to Saxon, he kept business separate from personal matters at all times. Still, Mercer was betting on Saxonâs patience running out at some point. There were cracks appearing in their solitary team leaderâs shell. Part of him wanted to see the explosion.
Part of him wanted to be nowhere near it.
Saxon turned on Mercer with a hard look that warned him against watching him and Thais. Just a momentary flicker in his eyes before his expression became guarded again.
âIâm not giving you past the weekend. Get into her bed or Iâll let Maddox take a shot. We need to witness the interception of the next shipment of data. Intel says the buyer is moving cash, that something is incoming.â
Mercer felt his muscles tense. Getting his mind back on the facts was the way to go. Sometime during the night, Zoeâs face had invaded his dreams. He needed to shake that emotional response off. She was the target. Allowing himself to label her any other way would interfere with clear thinking.
Something like that could get a man killed.
The sort of intel being sold from Zoeâs brotherâs location was the kind people died over. Locations of bases and operations. One shoulder-held surface-to-air missile could take out an entire unit if the enemy knew
Sara Hughes, Heather Klein, Eunice Hines, Una Soto