"Were you really a nurse?" I found myself asking as I took a sip of the scotch I ordered.

"I was registered and trained to make it look convincing on paper, but no," she confessed. "There were other spies that I worked with at the hospital, so it made it easy to take root there."

I had uncovered many spies throughout the years, and as she said, most of them were doctors, nurses, and even the mortician at the hospital. It was no wonder it was easy for her to fake her own death.

"Well, regardless, you were a huge help today," I told her, lifting my glass to clink hers. "So, thank you."

She smiled at the compliment, the rim of her glass clinking against mine as she took a sip. Her eyes followed my every moment as I took a sip, the scotch making my insides warmer than they'd been before.

I cleared my throat and set the glass down.

"Once one of my gammas gets back to me, we'll get out of here," I told her.

She gave me a sly smile as she sipped her drink.

"Or we could always get a hotel for the night and just stay here," she teased, nudging me.

The thought of staying the night in a hotel with her left my stomach in a knot. Not in a nervous fluttering kind of way, but almost unsettled.

the scotch, the liquor leaving a slight burn in my throat. I furrowed my brows

Was I getting drunk?

to get drunk, and I've only had a

get back to

statement, but then gave me a curious

you feeling okay?"

hot in here?" I asked, suddenly feeling as if there wasn't enough air

hot; was

said,

into her touch; her hand

feeling slight relief for only a second. Her eyes darkened as she watched me and I could see the hidden desires behind her gaze, a desire that I

you sure you're okay?" She asked, her voice turning

in closer to me. "How about another sip of your

chugging the rest of it, relieved by the coldness of the ice, but the end result

my hair and her lips close to my neck as she whispered stuff into my ear; stuff

the bartender, giving us curious looks. He was human and probably had no idea how powerful I was or

right back. I'm going to book us a room for the night and get stuff prepared,” I caught Rachel's

either. I was about to decline her advances. I reached for my phone, realizing that I didn't have it on me. Where the fuck did my phone

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