Risk of Exposure (Alpha Ops Book 6) Read Online Free PDF Page B

were to go now, she would have a perfect memory of him. She didn’t want to spoil the moment finding out that he was a jerk or, worse, a Yankees fan or something. She paused at the door and smiled at him. Just to cement the experience in her mind. He stepped toward her.
    “Yup. Listen, is everything—” he started.
    She put a finger on his lips, then took it away and quickly kissed him. “Okay, bye.” She let the door swing shut and ran as quietly down the stairs as she could. She didn’t want him to think she was running away from him, although she was, and she didn’t want Hans to wonder who had been on the roof and come out to check. She hit the alleyway, made sure her car wouldn’t be obstructing anything in the morning, and walked briskly around the corner of the block.
    She took a shaky, deep breath. Still no shame.
    She got to her apartment building a few minutes later, not realizing that she had a wide smile on her face until she caught her reflection in the glass door to the building.
      
    “Well, that escalated quickly,” he murmured to himself. Mal had no idea how long he’d been on the roof after she left, looking at the door and looking at the wall he’d just bent her over.
    Then the reality set in. He’d fucked the boss’s daughter—the one he was supposed to be protecting—and then let her walk home in the middle of the night. Nice work, you wanker.
    Even then, he didn’t make a move to the door. He looked at the roof again, wondering if the whole thing had been some kind of hallucination. Maybe she’d put something in his drink. Or maybe he’d been seduced and abandoned by the one woman he couldn’t have.
    Didn’t want to have.
    He ran for the door. He could at least get to his apartment in time to ensure she got home safely. Damn. What had he done? Was he supposed to find her? Try to date her? What did she want?
    And why did he care what she wanted? He never had before. Rarely saw a woman more than once, in fact. He always made it clear what the score was, so no one left disappointed. It was a skill, finding a woman who wouldn’t be upset by a one-night stand and who wouldn’t hold a grudge and let herself into his apartment and burn all his clothes. Because women did that kind of shit, right?
    Not to him. Hit and quit, but in a respectful way. He never led them on, never left them anything but happy. He thought of himself as a year-round Santa—spreading only happiness and joy.
    Not like Abby. She’d hit and quit him, and it had totally thrown him off balance. What was up with that? By the time he let himself into his apartment, he’d shaken it off. He looked through his camera lens and found her curtains closed as usual and a light on behind them. A shadow suggested she was walking around in there, before it all went dark.
    He sighed. At least she’d got home safely, and he hadn’t put her in danger. He sat on the bare mattress and dragged his PC toward him.
    ----
    BARRACKS SECURITY SITREP
    Officer: Malone Garrett
    Principal: Abigail Baston
    Ops Update: She picked up a stranded aid worker from the side of the road last night. Went out to dinner with him. Went home alone. Schedule interrupted. We’ll see how her routine plays out tomorrow.
    Date of completion: Just waiting for your call.
----

CHAPTER FIVE
    A bby woke up with a warm feeling of calm and relaxation. All stress seemed to have wafted out the open window in her bedroom, like a reverse Peter Pan. She stretched and remembered the previous night. “Malone.” She tested the name out as if were an exotic foreign sound. “Malone.” She giggled. She’d been so bad, so wanton, and it had been so good. Shame she wouldn’t see him again. She wondered what he would be like in a bed, with all the time in the world. Instinctively her fingers fluttered down, pressing against her clit as she recalled the culmination of the previous night.
    And then she remembered what day it was. Battery-change day. She sighed. Imagined how