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24 |Leroux/White Residence, Fairfax Towers Falls Church, Virginia
CIA Analyst Supervisor Chris Leroux leaned back on the couch, enjoying the show. His girlfriend and first real love, CIA Agent Sherrie White, was parading to and from the bedroom as she tried on different outfits, trying to find something that his mother would be pleased with.
“How about this one?”
Leroux took the time to let his eyes roam her body from toes to nose, then nodded. “Perfect.”
She frowned. “You said that about the last one.”
He shook his head. “No, I said that about the last six. Stop worrying. Now that they know what you and Dylan do, you’re gold. You saved their lives.”
She beamed. “I guess I did do that, didn’t I?” She disappeared again, then strode out naked save a hat perched atop her head rather than covering any naughty bits. “Ya think I could get away with a birthday suit?”
Leroux felt a soldier rising to attention. “I think my father would probably like it.”
Her eyes widened. “Eww!” She eyed his shorts. “Well, I know someone who likes it.”
He adjusted himself. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“No?” She sashayed forward, licking her lips. “Are you sure you don’t know anyone who likes what they see?”
Leroux groaned as she leaned forward, the girls on full display. “I think I might have an idea or two.”
“Two? Kinky!”
Leroux’s phone demanded his attention on the couch beside him, but Sherrie paid it no mind, continuing her show, full mast achieved. He glanced at the call display and groaned again. “It’s Dylan.”
Sherrie stopped, hands suddenly on her hips as she looked around. “His timing is way too suspicious.”
Leroux rolled his eyes. “Tell me about it.” He grabbed the phone and swiped his thumb. “Hey, Dylan.”
“Hey, buddy, am I interrupting anything good?”
Sherrie bent over and kissed her fingers then smacked her ass. “Did you see that, Dylan?”
“Huh?”
“Sherrie’s convinced you’ve got cameras here.”
“Of course I do, but don’t tell her.”
Leroux tensed. “Umm…”
Kane laughed. “Oh God, I wish I could see your face. Wait, I can!” More laughter. “Just kidding, buddy. No cameras, but if Sherrie wants me to see something, just take some pictures.”
“Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.”
“Ooh, must be good ones then.”
Sherrie dropped to her knees in front of him, giving him a sly look.
She’s so awesomely bad!
“I’m kind of in the middle of something. What do you need?”
“Can’t a friend just call his buddy?”
“A buddy would realize when to call back later.”
“Definitely something good. Fine, the professors are in trouble again. Agent Reading just called me. It looks like they’ve been kidnapped by two men and taken to Portugal from the Azores. I’ve sent all the details to your encrypted email. Can you give them a hand?”
His fly was unzipped. “Sure, I’ll get the team on it.” Something was gripped. “Gotta go!”
“You dog, you!”