Polar Opposites (In Aeternum Book 4) by Aliyah Burke Page B

target. Granted, most times I’m sighting mine through a scope, but to me it’s all the same.”
    “That’s right, you’re an”—he lowered his voice—“assassin.”
    “Does that disgust you, Doctor?”
    “I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t a bit unnerving but no, it doesn’t disgust me.”
    They turned up another street and he noticed how people, while watching them closely, didn’t try anything. I wonder if they know her job as well.
    A few more winds and turns where he watched her share the food she’d purchased and give the earrings to a young girl. They eventually made it to a yellow building that she entered. She led him down the hall and through a nondescript door.
    Her place was a cheery yellow. The hue was bright and reflected the sun that poured in through the windows and small balcony door. She placed her bags on the counter and he turned around, taking it all in.
    Once his hands were free and she stood before him, he reached for her. Bailey stepped back with a slight shake of her head. “Talk first.”
    “Then what?”
    “We go from there.”
    “So you’re telling me what I felt in the sub was just me?”
    “I didn’t say that at all. I said talk first. I want to know the truth about why you’re here.”
    All business. Like the woman who’d saved him from those Chechens.
    “I told you, I work here now.”
    “For Theta Corps.”
    He nodded. She walked to the fridge and withdrew two bottles. After popping their tops, she handed one to him. Grateful for the drink, he took a long swallow of the fizzy beverage.
    “They don’t have a headquarters here.”
    “Kevin built me a lab here.”
    Her eyes narrowed slightly. “That farm outside of town on the east side. That’s where it is.”
    “I’m impressed. How did you figure it out?”
    She wiped the back of her hand over her mouth. “I’ve worked for Theta for a while now. Why here?”
    “Why here what?” Lord he wanted to touch her. Revel in her smooth skin, her curves and taste the sweetness of her lips.
    “Why did you have it built here?”
    He glanced around and found the nearest surface. Once his drink rested there, he strode toward her, not slowing even at her quick step back. Cupping her face in his hands, Ivan kissed her. He ran his tongue along the seam of her mouth before she opened and he slid inside.
    Her familiar taste hit him and he groaned as she did. Their breaths mingled and she pressed closer to him, her curves fitting perfectly against his body. When her arms wound around his neck, he allowed his eyes to close. Her whimper had him separating their lips by a hair’s breadth.
    “For that reason.”
     
    That is one hell of a reason.
    It would be so nice to give in to the need raking her. She didn’t understand how this one man could strip away all her common sense and make her think of nothing but the way he’d filled her as his cock had moved within her, and the rasp of his stubble upon the sensitive skin of her inner thighs while he’d masterfully eaten her pussy.
    So why don’t you? She didn’t need her brain’s commentary or to fall prey to her body’s demand.
    She couldn’t. Not right now. With deep regret, she pulled away from him. Ivan retained hold of her arms.
    He gazed down at her, eyes tumultuous with a wide range of emotions. Bailey cleared her throat and averted her head, severing their visual connection.
    “Kind of a crazy reason to come to a country.”
    “Not really.”
    “You didn’t even know I’d be here.”
    “He said you had an apartment here. Figured with an apartment comes the highly logical aspect you’d be here sooner or later.
    McNeal has said a lot. “So based on that, you move here, not even with the knowledge of where my apartment is?”
    “I picked near the market. Kevin said you liked the market. Figured my odds were substantial to find you.”
    I think I need to have a chat with McNeal about being so chatty when it comes to my living conditions. A short chuckle burst