Tuesday Tales – Stolen
I have to apologize. I left last week’s as a cliff hanger but I am so excited to share this excerpt. It’s part of an anthology featuring strong heroines. I promise to get back to Gideon and Emma very soon!
Jade shuddered at the sound of his voice. The melody sent a surge of electricity through her veins she never felt before. It set her heart off like a stampede. Not what she needed as she wove through the people that flocked the streets of Tokyo. “Yes, Mr. Clark?”
“The building you need is one block up then turn to the right. It’ll be three blocks further.”
Jade pressed against the earpiece as she dodged a potentially lethal elbow. “Thank you.”
“And Agent Monroe?”
“Thanks for having sushi with me last night. It was wonderful.”
Jade fought back a shiver. “Yeah, it was great.”
Her thoughts took over as she picked up her pace. The debriefing for this mission took longer than anticipated. Lucas Clark was hardly ever involved with any missions the Agency doled out. He was the tech geek, spending more time rebooting computers around the building and updating software than getting involved with the agents.
But the stolen information Jade was retrieving was buried deep in a server somewhere in downtown Tokyo. Lucas had found it and was the only one who knew how to retrieve it.
He was the quintessential computer nerd –tall, lanky, thick rimmed hipster glasses and the unruly thick mop of dark hair. He was teased by the guys in the Agency and the girls never gave him the time of day. He seemed lonely in his office in the basement.
After the debriefing, he shyly asked Jade to go out for sushi with him. She accepted. There was always something about Lucas. She thought he was adorable. Once they were dismissed they headed to the restaurant down the street. Sushi led to sake bombs. After one a piece he loosened up with her. They talked for hours.
By the third sake bomb, she was naked beneath him in his bed. Beneath those ties and dress shirts was a body that put every fashion model she ever saw to shame. Lean and muscular he had the physique of a boxer. His touch was soft but firm. His kisses were velvet. What he did to her in his bed had her begging for more. Everything he did turned her into jelly in his arms.
There was his voice again. It sent sweet tremors through her. “Uh huh?”
“You missed your turn.”
Shit. “The sidewalk is crowded. I couldn’t get through. I’m doubling back now.”