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fact this is a goddamn federal case. You help me and I won’t have you arrested. Simple. Doesn’t take a doctorate to figure that one out.”
    “This sucks,” she retorted.
    “Yeah, so tough it up, doc. Enough stalling. Come on. We have things to do.” He grabbed her hand and towed her behind him as he strode toward the parking lot.
    She jerked him to a stop, digging into the hard clay despite the trash catching her high heels. “Where in the hell are you dragging me off to in such a rush?”
    “My motel. I’ll brief you and introduce you to my team.”
    “There’s more of you?”
    “How do you think we followed you today?”
    “Damn devious government spies are everywhere,” she muttered. “Hey, I thought you said you were staying at the Broken Arrow Campground?”
    “We didn’t know if we could get a room in Sturgis on such short notice. We kept the registration as a precaution in case anyone double-checks my cover.”
    “Are people chasing after you, Agent March?”
    “Unlikely.”
    “But if they are—”
    “For christsake, you think I haven’t been doing this job long enough that I can’t shake a tail?”
    “Doesn’t matter how good you are at chasing tail. I’m not staying in a sleazy motel room with you.”
    “Ha ha. You’re fricking hilarious. You’d rather sleep in a tiny canvas tent with me and share a communal shower with a thousand other women?”
    “What makes you think I’d want to stay with you anywhere?”
    “Doesn’t matter what you want. I’ll be glued to your side 24/7. Get used to it. You’re completely mine for the next few days.”
    “As your girlfriend? Great. I’m thrilled your partners will think I’m a pro.”
    “My partners know you’re cooperating as an informant and are pretending to be my girlfriend.”
    Drake slowly traced a shadow from her defiant chin to the tops of her breasts. When she shivered, his smile evaporated. “No one has to know we’re really lovers.”
    “You wish. Got all your bases covered, huh, slick?”
    “I won’t be covering bases, I’ll be covering you. Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about our bodies slick with sweat, sliding, straining together in the dark. I can read the anticipation in your face right now.” His thumb lightly brushed her full bottom lip. “We’ll be lovers, Kenna. Soon. When it happens I won’t be an agent and you won’t be an informant. I’ll just be a man and you’ll just be the woman who’s all mine.”
    Heat blazed in her eyes and she swallowed hard.
    Not so confident now , Drake thought.
    “This is crazy. I don’t even know you.”
    “You will. You’ll know me very, very well.”
    “You’re pretty goddamn sure of yourself.”
    “About some things.” He leaned closer. His smile grew bigger when her breath caught. “You react to the way I touch you. Even when you don’t want to. Bugs the shit out of you, doesn’t it?”
    Kenna didn’t answer. Her chin rose a notch. “Back to business, March. Which motel are you staying at? I’ll meet you.”
    He laughed and shook his head. “Nice try, but no chance. I don’t trust you.”
    “The feeling is mutual, pal.”
    Drake rocked back on his boot heels and waited, suspecting his silence would drive her crazy.
    It did.
    “God!” She gave him a frustrated look, growled and smacked him in the arm with her bulky purse. “You are such a control freak. Fine. We’re going to my apartment first so I can get my stuff.”
    He smirked. “Good plan. I’ll follow you.”
    “Don’t think I’m leaving the door unlocked.”
    “I wouldn’t dream of making such an assumption.”
    Her cat-like eyes gleamed. “Then is there a secret knock I’m supposed to know, Agent March?”
    “No.” Christ, she had a smart mouth. Maybe he was masochistic but it was turning him on beyond belief.
    She granted him a cool once over, then rapped the rhythm “shave-and-a-haircut- pause -two-bits” on his chest. “Doesn’t take a decoder ring to figure that