“Come on, baby, it was work. You know I have to answer. You can blame the Deputy Director of the FBI.”
She sighed.
“Yeah, I miss you a lot. When are you coming home?” Axelle George asked.
Honestly, he hoped soon.
Lewis figured that the men would move fast. He’d given them everything they needed to do the job with the exception of telling themHOWto do the job. Gabe had promised they were just as competent as Elizabeth LaRue.
On that, time would tell.
“Tomorrow, at some point. I can’t imagine it’ll drag on longer than that.”
Axelle was glad.
She really did miss him, and having him leave in the middle of some incredibly hot sex was a bummer, but they both had jobs.
Unfortunately.
“So, you’re on an easy mission?” she asked.
Lewis knew this was tricky. Ironically enough, he was back inPhiladelphiawhere he’d been at Christmas with his girl.
Life was ironic sometimes.
“Yeah, it’s in the US. Don’t ask for more. You know the rules, and I can’t tell you any more than it’s domestic, and I’m not far from home.”
Well, for that, she was grateful. The idea of him in some dangerous country made her worry—like he worried about her. They were a couple, and she wanted to make sure he made it out alive.
“I just want you to be careful. Call if you need backup. I’ll come dig you out any day, Marine.”
That made his heart skip. It was so damn nice to have someone who cared about him. Lewis was accustomed to being on his own, but with Axelle, she would come find him.
“Oh, I will, Red. I miss you and love you. Keep that bed warm for me. I’ll try and get back into it before you wake up tomorrow. Think about me. I’ll be thinking about you.”
Yeah, well, it was hard not to think about him. The man was running naked through her brain most of the day, and she liked it that way.
“Same, Lewis. Same. I love you, too. I’ll be the naked woman in bed. Make sure you sneak up on me and have your wicked way with me.”
His dick twitched at the mere thought of it. His feisty redhead was wickedly sexy and constantly in his thoughts.
“Oh, Red Queen. You had better believe it,” he said, seeing the two Feds drive past where he was parked waiting for him.
Now, officially, he was on the clock.
“I’ve got to go, Honey. Duty calls. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She kissed the phone.
“On your way home, pick up coffee and half and half,” she said.
It made him grin.
If that wasn’t the most couple-y thing he’d ever heard in his life…
“Anything else?” he asked, making a mental note of what she wanted from the local market.
“That’s all, Lewis. Be safe, and think about me,” she said and then disconnected the call.
