Read Her Spy to Hold (Spy Games Book 2) for Free Online

his condescension. “I would have guessed you were a boxer.”
    “Because of this, you mean?” Kale touched his eye and laughed. “I got this out at Lawrencetown. I was kite surfing and lost control of my board.”
    “Kite surfing, huh? Sounds like fun.” O’Brien turned to Irina. “I’ll see you Monday. Don’t forget we have that progress meeting at nine.” With a wave of his hand, he moved off.
    Once he was out of earshot, Dr. Glasov faced Kale. A stray strand of hair had crept loose of its knot and she tucked it behind one ear. Her eyes had cooled to green, tempered steel. “I have to work with these people. I’d rather not be called ‘babe’.”
    She never mentioned the kiss. He’d have thought that would be the greater transgression. Good to know that it wasn’t. “‘Dr. Babe’ has a nice ring to it,” he said, just to mess with her. “Next time I’ll give that a try.”
    The steel in her eyes melted. A grudging smile stretched to her lips, and just like that, she was Irina again.
    She was such a fascinating contradiction. As a professional, she had a high opinion of herself. Justifiably so, according to CSIS. But as a woman…
    “I sound like a snob, don’t I?”
    “Little bit. Yeah.”
    “You took me by surprise. I don’t think I’ve ever been called that before,” she confessed.
    “What, babe? Or snob?”
    Her smile deepened. The sun brought out the faint sprinkle of freckles on her nose. Kale felt a hot jab of pure lust, straight to the groin.
    “I’m sure I’ve been called a snob any number of times.”
    The heavy glass-and-steel door banged against the concrete wall next to them as someone pushed through. As she moved out of their way, the strap of her laptop bag slid down her arm. He reached out and caught it. The laptop was in no danger of hitting the ground. He simply liked having a reason to touch her.
    “Here. Let me carry this for you.” He tugged the bag free of the crook of her elbow. She gave it up without protest.
    They walked to her car. He unlocked it with a press of the button on the key fob and set the laptop in the backseat. When he straightened, she was standing beside him. Out here in public, where anyone could see them, she wasn’t as wary of letting him close. He might as well take advantage of it.
    “I need to get an idea of the people you work with,” he said. “Even though I have the clearances, it would look suspicious for someone like me to start working in your department all of a sudden. And I’m not good with computers, so it would seem even stranger for me to be hanging around you. A better reason would be if everyone thinks we’re a couple.”
    A touch of pink colored her cheeks. “I figured that out.”
    “So you’ll understand when I do this.”
    He didn’t give her any other warning than that, because Dr. Glasov could poker up fast. Irina however…
    Such a contradiction.
    He bent his head. Her eyes opened wide, her long lashes fluttering. He slid a hand behind her neck, tilting her chin upward. He kissed her.
    This one wasn’t a casual greeting. Not even close. The second his lips touched hers, his half-assed plans for establishing a cover story deserted him. Her fingers clutched at his hips, no doubt to steady herself because he’d caught her off guard, the heels of her palms pressing too close to his groin. His body reacted. His free hand found the small of her back and he drew her against him so that she could feel his interest for herself. He ran the tip of his tongue across the seam of her lips, teasing it open. She tasted of cherry. A stroke of the pad of his thumb along the sensitive spot on her throat, beneath her ear, made her gasp. They were both breathless now. He wondered what sounds she’d make if he were inside her, and if he dared to find out.
    A helicopter flew low overhead on its flight path to the runway nearby, bringing him back to reality. They were in a parking lot at her place of work. And there was a fine line