Jasmine

TOM DRIVES to the National Mall where we walk the moonlit expanse of pathways and grass in front of the Smithsonian Museums.

You would think after wolfing down three hamburgers he’d be moving slow, but it’s like he still has energy to burn. I wonder how fast a field agent’s metabolism runs. Twice the normal person’s? Three times?

Getting to know Tom Dune as a man, not just a super agent is just as thrilling as watching him in super agent action. Every minute I spend with him deepens my interest, increases my desire.

As terrifying as this whole adventure is, I don’t want it to end.

Because I know when it does, Dune and I will have to part ways.

Of course, I don’t even know if going back to our old jobs, our old lives is a possibility. Have we both gone too far off the rails to be allowed back in?

Tom interlaces his fingers between mine like we’re a couple—boyfriend-girlfriend. I like it way too much.<