Royce eyed Murphy. “You, me, and my man Kyle, on the island?”

Murphy nodded. “Works for me. We still keeping the rest of the task force out of this?”

“Until we know who Dragonfly is,” Luke said. “Yes.”

“I say Luke wears a wire,” Blake said. \

Luke shook his head. “They’ll pat me down. I’ll have to try and record with my cell phone.”

A general mumbling of approval filled the room.

“This call could come at any moment,” Luke said. “So we need to get this rolling now.”

Murphy ran a hand over his hair. “I just hope this really is a test. If Luke is in Arel’s circle after this, then maybe we really can get answers about our missing agent and shut him down.” He eyed Luke. “So don’t go getting killed, how about it?”

Luke didn’t plan on dying and he knew that meant keeping his head clear. If he went to his apartment, if he let himself get worked up over Julie, he wouldn’t.

***

Julie spent the afternoon with Lauren, who offered her a much-needed distraction by way of honeymoon stories and pictures, especially since Luke hadn’t so much as called her.

They were sitting at Luke’s kitchen table, where Julie had her laptop open, trying to do a bit of work, when Lauren’s cell rang. Julie listened to her talk to Royce, and watched how her friend glowed just talking to her new husband.

Lauren ended the call. “They’re still working on preparation. I’m going to head out to stay with Royce on the island later.”

“Okay,” Julie said, rising to her feet and refilling her coffee cup, trying not to think about how badly she wanted to see Luke and talk to him.

“You want to talk about Luke?”

“Not yet,” she said. “But eventually.”

“That’s closer to talking about him than we’ve ever gotten, so I’m pretty pleased with that answer. You normally shut me down when Luke comes up. Just know that I’m here when you need me.”

“I know,” Julie said. “And thank you.”

The door to the apartment opened and shut. Luke appeared in the doorway and Lauren got up. “I need to go unpack.” She hugged Julie. “I’ll be back in a bit.”

Julie and Luke stared at each other. The door opened and closed again. They were alone. “I had to go last night. I didn’t want to lose you. Luke, I–” She set her cup down and ran to him, throwing her arms around him. He didn’t hold her, didn’t touch her, but she wasn’t going to back down. “I don’t want to lose you. Don’t shut me out because you think I meant something I didn’t. I’m not used to feeling like this. You’re not just some ‘bedroom buddy’. I don’t know how to prove that–”

He kissed her, oh god how he kissed her. Hot, passionate, deliciously possessive. She lifted to her toes, trying to get more of him, trying to show him how much she needed him.

He tore his mouth from hers, tangled his hand in her hair and stared down at her. “I’m going to protect you at all costs.”

“I know.”

“You won’t always like it.”

“I know that, too, but you have to accept I’ll do the same for you.”

He kissed her again and lifted her to the counter, sliding her legs apart to press his h*ps between them, bringing his mouth just above hers, before his lips curved. “I’m not your bedroom buddy?”

She smiled at the term ‘bedroom buddy’ he’d pulled from some random hat. “Sure you don’t want to reconsider that?”

The door opened and closed and Blake called out, “Luke!”

Luke pressed his forehead to Julie’s. “Leave it to my brother to have crap timing.”

Blake walked into the kitchen. “Oh hey, you two. Glad to see you made up.” He sat down at the table. “I got the map of the city to review with you, Luke.”

Luke made an exasperated sound. “We’ll continue this later,” he said to Julie and set her on the ground.

“Anyone else hungry?”

Luke gave her a look that said ‘yes.’ He was hungry for her. And for the first time ever, a lustful look in a man’s eyes made her heart skip a beat.

***

It was nearly eleven o’clock and Julie paced the small space in front of Luke’s fireplace while he and Blake watched. Luke patted his chair. “Will you please come sit down? You’re wearing a hole in the floor.”

Blake motioned to the television. “ESPN is on. You love sports.”

“When are they going to call?” she asked.

“They’ll call,” Luke said and his cell phone rang. “See?”

Blake stood up and crossed his arms in front of his chest, ready for action. Luke punched the button and listened and then hung up.

“Well?” the entire room asked at once.

“Subway car number nine at midnight.”

“Shit,” Blake blurted and started to pace in the very same area Julie had just been doing the same. “Shit, shit, shit, shit.” He dialed Royce and gave him the news. He ended the call and gave them a quick update. “Hendrix and Jesse are on his way up from the street. I’m going to meet them at the side door so he won’t be seen. I’m sure you both know this, but the tunnels will make surveillance impossible. We need to talk this out.”

Julie’s eyes met Luke’s. “How bad is this setup?”