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chemistry! She had to gain control here.  He was her prisoner, not her husband. Bianca used the hand she’d moved to his chest to give a discreet little push.
    Ryder loosened the embrace.
    But when he pulled back, his eyes burned with a feral hunger that quickly morphed into a smug arrogance. The fake besotted smile returned along with a glint of amusement in the silver-eyed devil.
    She’d given an inch, unintentionally, but an inch all the same. To a man like Ryder, she might as well have handed over the code to her hormones.
    That was not happening again.
    ~*~
    What. The. Hell?
    Ryder wanted to finish what he’d started with that kiss. Talk about stupid. He was attracted to the woman who led the charge to see him put away for life?
    Not happening.
    She referenced her team constantly, but she’d been the one to testify at his preliminary hearing. Convincingly.
    Agent Brady had angel lips that were full and inviting, and a smoking pair of legs now that she’d traded her stiff suit for a dress. Ryder couldn’t decide whether it was pink or purple. But she was the wrong woman to get hot over.
    Good luck explaining that to his sex-deprived body.
    Those big hazel eyes and the innocent look that sometimes crossed that oval face had pushed their way into the few hours Ryder had slept hard enough to dream during the past two days of non-stop prep work.
    It was during those unguarded times, when his subconscious was free to screw with him that Bianca Brady came to him as a woman. Not an FBI agent.
    But reality was that she was here to play a role.
    Just like the women he’d known in the past, Special Agent Brady’s only interest in him was as a means to an end.
    That worked fine for him, because it would keep his body from convincing him to do something that would get his ass locked in the Hole for a year.
    A warning flashed in his bride’s eyes.
    There came Special Agent Brady.
    Thankfully, Murdock had agreed to include Sabrina in the crash planning for this op because Ryder had been given zero time to reorient after walking through the front gate of the pen. Murdock thought he could rush this and make it work, but he was wrong and they’d just made their first misstep. There was no way they’d convinced the Van Dyke family minister that they were a real couple. If Bianca thought she could blow off what he’d said about the difficulty of earning Hubrecht’s trust, she’d screw this whole thing before it even got started.
    Ryder took the wedding certificate from the minister, who would be on the phone to his father the minute Ryder left. With the legal documentation for this farce tucked inside his jacket pocket and his Oakley sunglasses in place, Ryder offered his arm to his new wife. “Ready, Bianca?”
    She thanked the minister, then shoved her own sunglasses on and curled her fingers around his forearm, sparing Ryder an indulgent smile. “Absolutely, Darlin’.”  
    He led them outside where the sun had almost clocked out for the day. Never lose sight of the goal.  
    Hubrecht had drilled that into Ryder’s head over and over while he was growing up.
    Now was the time to take that advice to heart—no matter who had given it—and use it to bring down the mighty Hubrecht Van Dyke himself, if he was behind the whole plan to screw Ryder.
    And yet ...
    Hubrecht had plenty of faults and had been hard on Ryder his whole life, but the Van Dyke patriarch was the most patriotic man Ryder had ever known.
    Time would tell.
    But Ryder had only a week.
    With his eyes shielded, he gazed at the woman walking next to him with stiff steps.
    She had to ease up. If his family didn’t accept her as his wife, this entire operation was doomed.
    All the training in the world wouldn’t matter if she couldn’t hold herself together under pressure the first time on a real mission. Out here, she was a rookie.
    No media appeared near the black limo waiting in the parking lot behind the church. One headache avoided.
    Their strategic