Felicia shook herself like a wet dog and cursed. After wiping some strands of hair out of her face, she glared up.
“Don’t you know better than to sneak up on people?”
Joshua chuckled drily, although he did look guilty when he cast a glance down at her soaked clothes.
“You should know by now that it’s one of my specialties. Besides, I don’t think a private investigator announcing his presence in advance would be successful at his job.”
She gritted her teeth, chattering from the wet and cold.
“So I’m just another assignment for Mr. Pseudo James Bond?”
It only made him chuckle harder for a moment, but then his face grew frighteningly sober.
“No, you’re not.”
He kissed her.
Hard, deep, with searing passion, and full of an emotional message that she couldn’t decipher but that resonated inside her.
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