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is they are masking their werewolf scents, too.” Sam lifted his index
finger in gesture at her to make his point.
“Yeah. We don’t know where they are. If one of them happens to
be tailing us as we go deeper undercover and they catch you, then
what? It’s too dangerous.” He looked at Sam. “You try reasoning with
her. I’m going to take a shower. I smell of smoke.”
Triala followed Jake’s gait as he walked into the bathroom and
shut the door. Then she gazed back at Sam. “I don’t have any other
clothes to wear. You should have told me to pack some things.”
He shook his head. “Why? Your clothes wouldn’t be any good in
this case. Anyway, we got you some outfits and undergarments to fit
your part in the luggage over there.” He pointed at a black suitcase in
the far corner of the room.
“Let me guess. The outfits are as skimpy if not skimpier than this
one.” Sneering, she motioned to the red dress she wore.
He followed her curvy outline and remembered her pert, dark
nipples and her plump breasts underneath that dress, which he had the
damn good fortune of touching and licking earlier. Then he thought of
her hot, wet pussy he almost lost himself in before they were
interrupted. His cock got excited, and he wondered if they’d be
continuing where they left off. Not in a hell’s chance if her temper
kept rising like this. He needed to calm her down.
“Yeah, you could say that.” He nodded, returning his gaze to her
eyes.
She took a few steps back and just slumped on the bed behind her,
leaning forward. “Couldn’t you have at least got us a room with two
double beds?”
“The clerk on duty told us there was a room available with a king-
size bed, so we had to take this one. It would have called attention to
us we don’t need if we would have asked for a room with two beds.
We are all playing lovers. Lovers would share only one big bed.”
She stared at the bed, and a slight smile split her lips. It seemed to
Sam an image of the three of them half naked, or even completely
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naked, sharing the bed, maybe even making love, crossed her mind.
Or was it his imagination and wishful thinking that played tricks on
his mind? Perhaps.
But just as suddenly as the slight smile parted her lips, another
look overtook her eyes. O ne of fear, it appeared to Sam. She stood up
and began to walk to the window.
“I think you should call Thorak and ask that another Voyeur Scout
work with you on this assignment, Sam. I don’t think I can continue
with this charade. Certainly not twenty-four hours on twenty- four
hours for who knows how many days, even months,” she said while
staring outside through the open curtain.
Fuck! He didn’t expect that reaction from her at this point in time.
Not in a million years. He was beginning to see that Triala Barns
wasn’t as strong and cold as she wanted everyone to think she was. In
fact, she was a very vulnerable, beautiful lady who had so many
complicated layers to her. And with each layer she unfolded or he
peeled off, he could see how wonderful and special she actually was.
He walked over to her and gently put his hand on her tense
shoulder. He leaned in close to smell her strawberry-scented hair and
wanted to take her in his arms and kiss her cheek from behind to
comfort her. But he knew the barrier she had put up around her
wouldn’t accept that tender gesture from him, at least not right away.
“Triala,” he said in a calm, sweet voice, “it’s too late to go back
now. You know that as well as anyone. O ur cover has been set, and
we can’t get someone else to play this part now. You need to be
Jocelyne Pinot, our French girlfriend.”
Her shoulder slumped and relaxed under his touch. “Yeah, I know
you’re right. It’s just that I don’t know if I have the strength or can
handle playing the part all the time and for so long,”