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prime what?”
    “Meridian. It’s where the longitude starts over.”
    “Huh? Starts over?”
    “Yeah. If you were looking at a GPS, it’s the precise location where the east numbers change to west. If you stand just right, holding the GPS, the Western coordinates would read, 000.00.000.”
    “Hmm, that sounds like something only a super-spy would be interested in seeing, to be honest.”
    Ghost threw his head back and laughed. Truly laughed for the first time in a really long time. He pushed away from the table and grabbed up their trash. “Come on, we’ll start with Westminster Abbey and go from there then.”

Chapter Four
    G host watched Rayne’s face as they walked around Westminster Abbey. He’d taken hold of her hand when they’d left the fish and chip place, and hadn’t let go. Luckily, she didn’t seem inclined to let go of him either.
    She was adorable. Rayne oohed and ahhed at everything. Ghost was a hard man. He’d seen too much in his thirty-six years to be surprised, or even impressed, by much anymore. But seeing London though Rayne’s eyes was a completely different experience. He tended to rush through life, seeing things but not analyzing them past what threat they posed…unless of course it had to do with life or death. His life or death or the life or death of his teammates.
    But Rayne’s eyes were big as she listened to the tour guide discuss the various dead kings and queens who were entombed inside the huge church. Occasionally she’d squeeze his hand and lean over and whisper, “Wow” or “Can you believe that?” to him.
    Of course, Ghost could only think about her curvy body pressing against his side, the feel of her breast, her hipbone pressing against his…every movement made him hope she’d choose to spend the night in his bed rather than go her separate way.
    The kiss they shared in the taxi was seared on his brain. She’d melted into his embrace as if she’d been doing it her entire life. The soft sighs and moans that had come from her throat as he’d devoured her mouth only made him long to hear them as he devoured the rest of her. She was a mix of innocent and jaded, and the dichotomy piqued his interest…big time.
    “It’s so hard to believe we’re standing right where Princess Diana got married. And her son. This is such an amazing piece of history—and we’re here!” Rayne whispered in a reverent voice.
    They’d hung back from the small group of tourists following the volunteer guide. Ghost backed them into an alcove and pulled Rayne flush with the front of his body as he leaned against the ancient stones. He clasped his hands at the small of her back and smiled as she leaned into him, resting her forearms on his chest.
    “I bet you’ve watched Princess Diana’s wedding on the Internet, haven’t you?” Ghost asked with a completely straight face, already knowing the answer.
    “Oh yes,” Rayne breathed. “She was so beautiful. She had that extremely long train that her little cousins helped carry. And she was here . Right here. It’s amazing.”
    Ghost felt the first stirrings of unease as Rayne continued on.
    “And William and Kate got married here too. I can almost hear the music as she walked down the aisle.” Rayne sighed and looked over her shoulder at the beautiful vestibule. “It’s a fairy tale and it’s really hard to believe I’m actually here.”
    “You’re a romantic,” Ghost said in a weird voice.
    Rayne’s head came back around and she looked up at him. She nodded. “Yeah. Always have been, always will be.”
    “The world isn’t a fairy tale, Rayne,” Ghost warned, again feeling a sense of foreboding creeping over him.
    “I know it’s not. I’m not an idiot. I might like to read romances and watch romantic comedies, but I’m a realist.”
    “I don’t think—”
    Rayne interrupted him. She leaned back and dug her nails into his chest. Ghost thought she was probably doing it unconsciously.
    “Last week I was on a