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disappointment about that.
    “Everything okay?” he asked. As if he hadn’t just seen her naked. As if he hadn’t had wood.
    “Fine. You?” She sank onto the chair opposite and pulled her knees up. She should probably go to bed, but she was too keyed up.
    “The CIA says you’re a rogue agent.”
    And that took all the fight right out of her. Her chest felt as if someone had wrapped a hand around her heart and squeezed. “What?” She barely got the word out.
    “That’s what they told my commander.”
    Her throat ached and her eyes stung. “It’s not true.”
    “Why would they say that, Miranda?”
    She had no idea. “I don’t know. I told you the mission was top secret—I was supposed to infiltrate Victor Conti’s operation. I was going in through the porn side.”
    His eyes flashed and his jaw tightened. “The porn side? Just what were you planning to do?”
    She swallowed. “I wasn’t going to be an actress if that’s what you’re thinking. I was, uh, someone who could get girls for the films. Fresh, new faces.”
    He looked fierce in that moment. “A talent scout? How the fuck do you know he wouldn’t have wanted a performance from you just to prove you knew what you were doing?”
    Her pulse quickened. “I didn’t know that at all. Maybe he would have.”
    “You were prepared to fuck him? Or fuck an actor on camera?”
    She pressed her hands to her temples. “I was prepared to make him think I’d fuck him—or an actor, yes. It wasn’t going that far though. I wasn’t going to let it.”
    “Jesus.” Cody swore long and hard. “Is that what the CIA does these days? Pimp their fucking agents to porn purveyors?”
    “I volunteered.” She licked her bottom lip. “It was the only way in. We’ve tried other ways—they didn’t work.”
    An understatement considering Mark was dead.
    “You must want to see him taken down pretty badly.”
    Miranda closed her eyes and bit down on the inside of her cheek. How much could she say to this man? On the other hand, what could she lose? Her own people said she was a rogue agent. She took the burner phone from her pocket and flipped it open. Then she dialed Badger’s number.
    “Mandy, thank God.”
    “Is it true?” she demanded. Her gaze met Cody’s. He was watching her sympathetically, and that made her breath quicken a fraction.
    “Is what true?”
    “I’m a rogue agent now? I need to be taken down and handed over before I do any damage?”
    “Shit.” She heard him blow out a breath and she knew he was smoking. “I’m trying to fix this, Mandy, I swear.”
    “What’s there to fix? Someone betrayed me to Conti. Someone wants me brought in. What do you think the chances are I’ll come out of it alive if I’m taken now?”
    “It’s not like that. I swear it’s not. Come in and we’ll work on it together. Show good faith and it’ll all turn out right.”
    Her eyes stung. Good faith? “’Bye, Badger. Give my love to Susan.”
    She ended the call with his voice fairly screaming through the line. But there was nothing he could say. No way he could convince her. She dropped the phone and put her fingers against the sides of her head, pressing as if she could stop the pain from growing any worse.
    “You okay?”
    She couldn’t look at him. “No.”
    He blew out a breath. And then he was moving. When he sat beside her and dragged her against him, she stiffened for a second. But he didn’t do anything inappropriate. He held her loosely, allowing her room to escape if she desired.
    She did not want to escape. Instead, she turned her face into his broad chest and breathed him in. He smelled good. Clean and masculine. It had been so long since she’d let a man hold her. So damn long.
    “Why don’t you believe what they’re saying about me?” she asked, her voice muffled against the fabric of his T-shirt. Really, this was completely wrong and so not her—but it felt too good, and she was at such a low point that she wanted someone